Fearful Poem by susan brealey

You may never see my tears,
Or be told of my childish fears,
But they're there and they're real,
And most will not see how I truly feel,
I cry on the inside,
And try to make my emotions abide,
But sometimes they don't, much as I try,
Sometimes I still cry,
But I'll say I'm fine,
And hide for some time,
Then I'll come home,
And cry on my own,
While all my friends go out and play,
At home I choose to stay,
I stay where it's safe,
And hide at my place,
So if you ask and I say I can't,
Please ignore my feeble rant,
Comfort me, hold me near,
And to you I will share my fear,
I know I can trust you,
I know it's that true,
But for now I have to go,
And put on another show.