These Tears Fall

These tears that fall,
They always hide themselves,
Always say that I don't need them,
I don't need them to fall.

Ever since that day,
That day over a year ago,
I didn't want to go there,
Not to my Grandma's funeral.

I stood there, and shed my tears,
Showed everyone I was weak,
Showed everyone I could break,
I let the sadness and upset take over.

Those thick clear tears,
Went rushing down my cheeks,
I didn't know how to stop them,
I really wanted to stop them.

Now a year has past,
I let them go again when my dad stood up,
Read my poem aloud,
For my Great-Aunt to hear.

I had lost my Grandma,
I had lost my Great-Aunt,
Yet in between those times,
I couldn't cry...

All that time,
Bottling everything up,
Not letting a tear slide down my cheek,
Yet on a majorly bad thing, I'd spill.

From that day,
From those two days,
I haven't cried at all...
And yet now I can't stop...

Tears running down my cheeks,
Tears not stopping when I need them too,
I can't help feeling like this,
I just want to be free of everything.

I guess it shows I'm weak,
I guess it shows I find things to much,
I guess I should show everyone who I really am,
A lonely and frail girl, hiding inside her thick built walls.