i cry, and no one knows.
i cry, deep at night into the pillows.
But in the morning i get up
and keep my mouth tightly shut.
And to my parents and my peers,
i look as though i haven't shed any tears.
i cry, and no one knows.
i cry, but can't let out my sorrows.
i don't think anyone can see,
what's really going on inside of me.
Because even i don't know,
what's going on inside me,
today or tomorrow.