Crying

Its like

All day

Im fine

Then at night

I just want to cry

But everybody is there

Waiting

Watching

Patiently

Silently

Waiting

Waiting for me to make a wrong move

Waiting for me to bust

Waiting for me to explain

What has been wrong

All this time

And I cant

Because these aren't the people I need

Because I need him

I need his shoulder

And I need his words

And they aren't there

And the next day

When I get the chance

I cant

Because it isn't there anymore

Because it isn't the right time

and it is a cycle

It keeps going

Because I can never get it out

It just gets worse

And worse

And worse

Until I cant take it anymore

But I cant tell anybody

Because I have it easy