Tears and Sadness
Sometimes I hide my tears when I am sad
My sadness and my tears belong to me
It isn’t that I think such things are bad
I just prefer to keep them privately
I walk away until I’m by myself
My tears and sadness wait for me, alone
Then, like a book, I take them from their shelf
And all the words I read are all my own
Each page is stained by tears I’ve cried before
And every edge is worn by sadness too
My book of tears and sadness serves me more
Than all the cups of comfort ever do
And when I’ve set my tears and sadness free
I’m glad to know you’ll still be there for me