I'll not show you my tears
I'll wear the sweetest smile
Stand in your fore un-bended
Though my inside walls are falling
I'll not show you my pain
So you can by it, gauge my weakness
I'll wore a painted joy
Masking beneath all my tortures
I'll conceal my fears
You'll only see my boldness
Through my presented posture of calm
Even though am severely shaken
You'll dare not see my tears
Though they gather to lakes and ponds
I'll give you assurance
Even when I am slowly fading
Yes am not the strongest
Sometimes I need to be anchored
To fall on my knees and be captured
To be told it'll be ok
Beneath this rough skin
Lies a woman with needs
Covered is a heart that breaks
I too have my fair share of fears
I will not show you my tears
Giving you some ammunition
To judge me by my weaknesses
Telling the world of my fears
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