If i am so happy...
People keep saying i am so perfect
I might have a smile upon my face
Deep down inside i am not always a sun
At times i can have my sensitive cloud above my head
I smile to get some good deeds and make another person real happy
At least i made their day
Except its not always hot chocolate and whipped cream
No one can see what happens
Only God knows
At times i cry and cry and cry
Can't stop those tears no matter how i can try and try and try
Except even if they stop it can't all be good
As the tears form behind my eyes then i do not cry
This is how i become stronger
Makes me realize what i am doing wrong
Makes me closer to God as i beg Him to make them stop
Sometimes i wait until i'm drenched
Sometimes its so lovely to feel the pain drain away
Stop saying i am perfect
I am like you all
Life has a little twiddle
Not always a perfect fiddle
Can be out of tune
Tell me what happens when the tears stop
I am ok for a while
Except someday i will cry again
Nobody's life is all peaches and cream
If they say it is
Its not all true so why should they be too mortified to tell it how it trully is as we're all the same
Human
Mankind
Male
Or female
Living on Earth
We all can't fly or do anything so fancy
And we all are returning to the same God...
