Simile Of Myself Poem by misty wright

I am like the tears that i cry
Holding so many uspoken words
Longing to be heard, understood
Knowing not to speak of the things i feel
For if i do i would be labeled insane
So i stay safe inside my own world
Hoping one day someone will understand
But until then all you'll see are my tears
And all you'll hear are my cries of sorrow
Since noone dares to look deeper
Than the tears they see streaming down my face