Cry

Here starts the pressure At the bridge of my nose I try to fight it But you know how that goes. Sniffling starts Wiping my face I feel that I truly Am a disgrace. It’s rare to see me like this Emotional, uncomposed I feel so vulnerable So exposed. Luckily when I break At times like this I’m alone, solo In solitary bliss. This time is no different Sitting at the desk My head is pounding I just want to rest. The burning starts And the tears spill out Why bother stopping them? My pain is throughout.