Tears can be trusted
more than the smile.
It comes from my heart
not from my mind.
Tears are my memories
that sneaks out of my eyes.
And roll down my cheeks.
But I wiped my tears.
And told me to be strong.
Crying doesn't mean
I'm weak.
Am I weak?
No, I am not weak.
It means I have a heart.
I tried to hold it,
But I cried out in silence.
Unfortunately, no one notices my pain
No one notices my tears.
No one notices my struggles.
But everyone notices my fault.
I don't know who I am,
but when tears are in my eyes.
I know that I am alive.
To struggle in this world.
These tears are my untold words.
They hold my loudest pain.
Am I weak?
No, I'm not.
I am strong.
~Sulli