They see our strength but do they see us cry
Do they even want to know
Look away from me if you don't want the truth
Sometimes the pain sneaks through
She looks at me with sympathy and awe
But never sees my soul
She is amazed by the face of courage
Doesn't see the despair
Mom wore one too, he remembers her now
Encourages my comfort
Removing that from my tired head
just doesn't bring relief
Look at my face hard, past my storefront smile
And you will see what's there
The tears are falling slowly down my cheek
I do cry all the time
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