Cry

On days like this
I want to crawl into bed-
cover my head
and cry.

I want to bury my head
and pretend I am dead
and shout to the sky-
"It's okay if I cry!"

Why should I hide
what's boiling inside?
Why should I lie
when I just want to cry?

But, I'll stay in bed for awhile-
Then I'll get up and smile.

Because nobody likes
when I cry...