You cannot hear me cry,
you won't see the tears in my eyes.
Cause I am great at disguises.
I am good at pretending to smile or laugh.
Oh, I am sorry you had a bad day,
But it isn't my concern,
A smile is all I have,
When the fight begins..
I still cry.
I still cry like a baby but silently on my bed.
The tears roll down my cheeks,
I felt paralyzed by my own mind..
I still cry before I fall asleep,
If you don't mind,
I don't mind sharing you these stories of mine..
The stories of what made me cry..
Laughter is the best solution for a sad day,
But if the laughter is going to be all fake..
Oh, I still cry.