Little Drops Of Strength

Those dry tears left as remains of my fragile past
Thinking those little drops would be the last
Yet I never expected that I’d gone this far
For all that was left was a little scar


Trying to face the world in a new perspective
Thinking things that happened had a certain objective
To come and try to knock me down
Therefore putting on my face that strange frown


But I tried to force a smile on my face
Laughing at the really confusing maze
Yet I knew deep inside I felt the repression
That formed against my hidden depression


I tried to control the negative feelings I hid
Tried to be gentle as I usually did
Yet no matter how hard I would try
I simply couldn’t help it; I wanted to cry


Learning to be strong is a difficult path to take
Something that you should learn to make & never break
Yet what would be felt when you’re restrained to fly
Of course, who can help it; it’d make you cry