A person will never see me cry.

Not because I am prideful, or shameful, or stoic.

One will never see me cry, because I do not have the ability to.

You may see tears, or shedding.

But you will never see me cry.

If so, consider me broken.

Nevertheless, I will stand again, feeling triumph over a new misery and temporary passion.

I can not even cry alone.

It is difficult.

I do not want to appear weak or shameful under the all seeing eye.

One will never see my cry, and this is simply a statement.

As I cry, and release written poetry.