Lying on a pillow
crying tears.
My eyelashes crumble.
I'm trying to face my fears.
Life is hard.
Crying seems easy.
Only in private though.
I don't want to seem needy.
They say crying makes you strong
then why do I feel weak?
I don't understand things.
Why i haven't reached my peak,
Weeping on my pillow
I start to bethink.
It's all right to be me.
My fears start to shrink.
Aug 21, 2017
Aug 21, 2017 at 4:34 PM UTC
Lying on a pillow
crying tears.
My eyelashes crumble.
I'm trying to face my fears.
Life is hard.
Crying seems easy.
Only in private though.
I don't want to seem needy.
They say crying makes you strong
then why do I feel weak?
I don't understand things.
Why i haven't reached my peak,
Weeping on my pillow
I start to bethink.
It's all right to be me.
My fears start to shrink.
Request permission to use this poem