Within and Without

I put on a happy face,
even though I'm in so much pain.
I think I have to be the picture of grace.
I would NEVER have the guts to go against the grain.

Why let people see how I feel inside?
Why let others know how many times I've been alone and just cried?

At the time, it seems without a cause,
but later I always know,
the crying is like an invisible gauze
to stop the unknown flow.

It's like subconsiously I have a problem that I didn't know I knew about,
but it begins to manifest--within and then without.

No one will see what I feel deep down
if I'm alloted time
to try to forget what all surrounds
and cry until my tears are dry.