Everyday I wake up thinking this day I'll not cry-
I reassure myself my life's become alright,
I try to think yesterday was just a bad dream;
I convince myself that they do care about me.
But when I lie down on my bed at night,
Fighting back those tears with all my might,
"Will my life always be like this?"I ask myself,
And the only answer I get is silence.

All day long I hide back those tears-
"These will make them sad ", is my only fear,
I...