I’m not holding back
I’m just hiding it well
It’s carried in the pain
Of the stories I tell
Blink and you miss
In between the lines
You may feel the sorrow
In the sign of the times
You won’t hear the pain
If I muffle the sound
You won’t see the tears
While the rain pours down
Maybe I am here
Or I was always gone
Maybe I was weak
I never said I was strong
I need to lean on something
May as well be the hurt
I found it where I left it
Buried in the dirt
There’s no heartbreak to see
In the cold cold ground
You won’t miss the tears
While the rain pours down
Leave me to the pain
It’s the only way to heal
Lead me to a crossroad
Where I have no choice to kneel
I can stop the cycle
Or just begin again
In a land of win or lose
On a hill of lose to win
For now I have to ask
Am I lost, or am I found?
And will I dry my tears
While the rain pours down?








Very good. The rain is a good cloak to hide the tears.
Thank you Fia!