She was seated in the lobby of the grandest hotel
I've ever had the pleasure to frequent
pristine down to the last detail  
smooth pencil skirt emotion lining her face

Something strangely familiar made me stop  
She looked holding me in the embrace of her stare  
Puzzled as to why I was hovering
willing me to move on
Used to strangers stopping for no reason
It was the burden she bared

She turned her head just slightly
Kind of tilting her self to get a better view
Across her beautiful cheek bone was a scar so deep
As though someone had taken a blade and tried to slice away her beauty
And yet beauty is more than skin deep

An older gentlemen shuffled past me
Holding out his arm
She rose and linked hers through his
A weary smile on lips of crimson
She turned her head
Pretending that this was normal
Pretending she didn't know who I was
Pretending she wasnt someone from the other side of town

May you sleep on sheets of satin and may lace clothe your body
You are worth more
Tell yourself this before you leave this world
You are worth so much more

Creeping quietly around crowded rooms
Looking to catch your eye
But your missing from this place
It really leaves me with no reason to hang around

I don't miss the lover in you
But I do miss the friend I found
Whilst loving you
I found I was broken
Something I don't even notice when I'm alone

don't you dare shed those tears
that you've been holding onto
for so long, in all these years

don't you dare mutter in grief
the single moment you sagged
in overwhelming simple relief

don't you dare cry out in pain
or tear your clothes, nor rip your
hair beneath a perfect summers rain

don't you dare try for sympathy
holding another's hand, randomly
for she is not random but your
epiphany

don't you dare weep for me

if a single tear drop falls
and burns a path so endless
let it be your downfall
you wept at nothingness

don't you dare weep for me

I'm may be the willow tree in winter
the barrenness that left you blind
I'm may be the heat of summer
that sweltered you so unkind

yet you dare to weep for me

when the seasons decide to change
it's not your tears that bring relief
it's the history you try to rearrange

Your tears are crocodilian
steeped in lies and treachery
sitting like empty salt lakes

don't you  DARE  *weep for me