This thing creeping across my cheek,
Pushes me further into the world of the meek.

I can't make it stop, It won't go away.
Why is it this happiness won't stay?

How can it be so graceful and so painful at the same time?
I'm sick of saying 'I'm Fine'.

Now it's starting to stop, but yet I still fear,
This undescribable thing called a tear.

This earthquake in my heaad is just the result,
I think my brain just wants to revolt.

When the 'tears' finally disappear,
I'll know my temporary happiness is near.
 
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