The fears we can't put off,
The tears we can't keep from falling,
Oh if our problems had switches we could turn off,
Putting on a brave front for acquaintances watching,
But in whom do we confide our fears?
Who cares so much as to share in our tears?
Looking up to the sky trying to dry the tears,
They care only that you aren't ahead,
Where to find comfort amidst this dilemma?