Cherish Buried Fears
Mind is brimming with gloom and fears
Waiting to be "heard" or "seen" through tears
The burden of which rheumy eyes couldn't bear
When cruel judgments reach the empty ears
Coming from the mouth of impassive peers
resulting in crushing poor souls for years
By putting a leash on ever-ready tears
We manage to hide and cherish our fears
A fake smile is what the mouth often wears,
all set to utter ceaseless "CHEERS"
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