I have to
be brave.
The people
who depend
On me
Must see
me as
A glass
statue,
All
sparkles and light.
I'm not
allowed
My shadows
and doubts.
They see
me
As their
laughing angel,
Saviour of
all they know.
Why can't
they let me
Cry tears
of
Darkened
crystal
And show
my pain?
When the
pyreflies
Light the
darkness
With
glowing dreamlike spirals,
I cry
silent tears
To no one.
They must
see me
Only as
their laughing angel.
I cannot
let them see
The dark
despair
That lives
below
The glass
sparkles.
I have to
be brave
For the
ones I love.
I will
hold my sorrow
Inside
walls of
Darkened
crystal,
For as
long as I must.
Your glass
statue
Lights the
way for you
And cries
not tears.