(A/N All rights reserved because this is another one of my own poems.)
In your bed, on your pillow,
Your tears fall down,
Just like the rain falling from the crying rain clouds.
In the bathroom, in the shower,
Your tears fall down,
Hoping it'll sound a little quieter.
But really it's so no one knows,
The secrets and lies and fake smiles,
That are behind the doors that close,
Dissappear and the monster won't leave you alone.