When I am around you, It doesnt mean you own me
When I am kind with you. It doesnt mean I forget everything.
When I am silent. It doesnt mean I cant do anything.
When I am mad. It doesnt mean I dont care.
Too many things, you ought to know.
You just dont know now what I am doing on my own step.
Too many tears, you dont see it clearly.
Sometimes, it’s not laughing that you hear. It’s my voice sreaming to get your help.