“If we never experience the chill of a dark winter, it is very unlikely that we will cherish the warmth of a bright summer day. ”
I’ll tell you my dear, I’ll tell you why, why I don’t hesitate to cry out my eyes,
I couldn’t answer your unnerving question, nor would you settle with lies.
Before I narrate to you why I rather decide to cry,
Tell me, tell me my dear why don’t you ever try?
You don’t seem to shush me when I laugh, why is it so?
Why is it that this other side of life is acknowledged low?
I cry, because I wouldn’t be able to laugh otherwise,
I wonder how you pull this miracle of a perfect disguise.
Tell me my dear, why would you rather have people you laugh?
Why don’t you decide whether your life is a show or a live half ?
Don’t you pardon me to be weak for I cry without fear,
But I’d rather advice you to consider to steer yourself clear.
I Cry, I Laugh, I Scream out Loud ,
Pretense? Sorry, I’m not that Proud.