How many tears must I cry, Before people see how hard I try. Not to scream & not 2 shout, Not to cut 2 pout. I try my hardest, to please them in every way. I never think about my self, I put my emotions on a shelf I push them down inside as a kid, on a slide Every-time I try to let it out. I end up with a scram & shout and a couple of cuts, I replace my tears with deep long shears. I use a blade for it is sharp But here comes my friends they always harp. So how many tears must I cry before I know I am I