Tears come slowly
To the one who needs them.
But fears come quicker,
Unwanted and unwelcome.

Hidden past lives
Are reconciled from the dead.
Unshared dreams
Soon to be discovered.

A fake personality
So know one will question.
Sorrow pushed down,
Building up to explode.

Happiness only travels so far
With one who lies crying.
Pain takes place
Of the short lived glad.

Why must pain
Rule my life?