It’s one of those nights where I have my tears to comfort me instead of being held in your arms. Tears that you brought upon me from pent up frustrations. Frustrations that I mirror, but unlike you I lack an outlet. Or maybe just the courage. You think I get mad when you express yourself. I think I just envy you because you can express yourself. I’m so full of feelings yet so empty. We have each other yet I’m so lonely. When you’re not looking I cry and cry. Sometimes I feel like I want to die. Then I put it away and I smile. I smile for you. I smile because I know my strength is what keeps you going.