Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Let me share a lil' secret
A secret that I'll never regret
I call it the art of crying
And it won't hurt if you go on trying
Find a perfect, quiet room
Perfect enough to tolerate your gloom
The room should not be so silent
So no one will hear your heart's lament
Pick a place where people are few
And make sure nobody recognizes you
Pick the perfect spot, an empty table
Make a covering for your face possible
Start to prepare your own mock bed
Put your hanky and lay your head
Put your face down and feign your sleep
Cover your face and start to weep
Start to sob, Let the tears flow
Make the handkerchief absorb the sorrow
Try to sob without a sound
In sync with your heart's heavy pound
Do not move your shoulders too much
Spare yourself for an unwanted touch
After that, get up, wipe your eyes
Your goal is to look very nice
Comb your hair, groom your face
Make sure you left no visible trace
For a few minutes, let your red eyes rest
Fake a smile, give it your best
Get up, chin up, and face the crowd
You just had a breather, feel very proud.

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