Tears

I do not cry
This I tell you is true.
I am strong
And I know where i belong.

My beating heart?
It speaks of Hope.
My blue eyes?
They insist Justice.

So why cry when You say goodbye?
I am not blue.
This is not wrong.

Remember,
I am strong.

This is why the winds help guide me.
The sunlight fades but I'm never blinded.
The rain may come but I stay firm on this path...
The seasons changing like a young heart..

So If i say I do not cry,
Know that that is true.
but its true I let the rain blind me,
Hiding tears that surround me.