charade

Tears well up

why do I cry?

whom do I cry for?

Is it something I miss?

Is it someone whom I think of?

Silent tears roll down

but there is never a frown

For I must smile for the world to see

For I must never show my tears

Lest the world takes me to be weak

The joy is all gone,

the innocence is all lost

I see the world as is

Cruel and cold

Smile I must to this world

Laugh I must at this world

For little do they know

When I step out

There is a mask I wear

There is a charade that I play

To dance and sway to these worldly ways