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.