You can say your happy, but i know your despairingly sad
You can say your smiling, but i know your burining mad
Its ok you can cry on my shoulder if you want, I'll always carry a kleenex for you.
I'll be your rock, and never move from your side.
I won't lie to you and say everything will be alright.
You said your not crying but what are these tears rolling down from your cheeks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem