Would you think of me as weak..
If I cried for a moment,
and through those tears tried
my best to smile;
if I bit my lip,
and tried to keep my eyes open,
even if every memory was killing me;
Would you think any less of me..
If I covered my eyes with these bruised hands,
and wiped away the tears;
or if I just walked off,
and tried to pretend like it didn't happen.
I'll tell you the truth,
I'm trying really hard,
but the tears find there way down my cheek,
I can only imagine what you think,
please don't think any less of me,
I'm just trying to get through.
What would you rather me do?