When She Cries

 When she cries,
All happiness and joy is wiped off from her face,
She can no longer pretend to hold it in and say "Everything is Ok"

When she cries,
She lets her guard down,
Falls vulnerable in the eyes of the world.

When she cries,
She doesn't care about who sees her,
Or how the world thinks of her.

When she cries,
 She lets her mascara run down her cheeks,
And let the tears draw lines down her flawless face.

When she cries,
It's not a sign of weakness,
But a sign of expression.


When she cries,
She doesn't think about what will happen next,
But concentrates on the emotions at hand,
Wondering: "what next?"



#sigh#

Just a random thought...not poetry.