Tonight somebody's crying
Tonight somebody's broken
Tonight somebody's thinking what never will be spoken.
-But I swear it isn't me.
Because if I were crying
I never would admit it
I'm too strong for that as we all know so you can just forget it.
- Of course it isn't me.
But when you think about it
What's a tear now and then?
Even when you wonder if the pain will ever end.
- There's a chance it could be me.
Because if I were crying
And anybody knew
I think the one to dry my tears would probably be you.
-What if I told you it was me?
postscript
I write poems frequently, so I thought I'd like to share one that I don't mind sharing with the world here on DA. It's not that great. Actually, one of my not so good poems. It's kinda angsty too. Or should I say emo? Oddly enough, I was feeling fine when I wrote it. I also write happy poems when I'm sad. LOL.