You can crush eyes.
You can't crush glares.
You can tell lies,
But not force yourself not to care.
It's very difficult (he knows) to try
To push back the tears
And walk high.
Waiting - saving them - crying when you're safe.
Stares chafe.
You can't laugh either
Because laughing is just sobs all over again
And you don't want people to see the tears.
You could laugh in the rain
But then you'd get the jeers
From people who saw your face screwing up
And knew.
Or the people who laughed in the rain too
-Really laughed.
At...
At you.
Rain doesn't happen where you live, anyway.
So it's better to stay silent.
To stay...
Glares matching glares.
Stares matching stares.
Catching unawares those who laugh.
Give them a bloodbath.
Because the tears other people cry
Can be your tears.
Just a funeral more away.
Until the sky clears
And the clouds ungrey.