Cry

what are you hiding in those eyes, that you can't hold back anymore?

What is it that I see in those eyes?
What are you desperately keeping locked there behind a veil of deception and lies?
let me see...

I see betrayal, one that looks so cruel to describe
One that rips the heart and turns it like a fragile child wanting to hide
I see rage, one that is enough to burn your life itself to ashes
One that can break everything beautiful around you, silencing the voice of reason as it crashes
I see sadness, buried beneath everything else I saw in those eyes
Like it's the one thing you're scared to show the most, and yet it's the one thing you shouldn't hide with lies
How can our tiny eyes seem to hold what looks like the weight of the world sometimes?
And most of all, why do we tend to be desperate to hide all of that and more?

Dear woman, dear man. why so afraid of crying?
Why you'd rather let that weight cripple you, all while contempt with lying?
Is it the fear of looking weak? or exposing weakness to those undeserving?
Is it about an image you want to keep for others?
although why would you? when for most of them, your struggle is not something that bothers

Drop those from your eyes
The fear, the rage, the pain and the sadness
Let them all flow down to earth, as if burying them there once and for all
It's never too late to pick up yourself and stand tall
But before that cry, and let the tears wash away at least some of that pain
it's never a shame to do. not for the manly man or the elegant woman: we're all the same

So, take your time and cry, whether alone or near loved ones
Drop that weight of your eyes, then let a new breath embrace your tired lungs