Tears

A tear rolls down my cheek,
at times it's because I feel weak.
I am far from being helpless,
so don't offer me your hand in pity.

A tear rolls down my cheek,
because the way you talk to me is far from meek.
My eyes burn from the swelling tears I hold back
to deny you the satisfaction of a laugh.

Another tear rolls down my cheek,
because being happy is a matter of doublespeak.
I smile because I feel like it,
I cry to release the pain hidden behind the smile.

Tears stream down my cheeks,
my first chance for release in weeks.
Sometimes pain can take on other forms and
seem to fade but not disappear as a whole.

I need to dry my eyes...