Held High

We drench our heads with shallow thoughts denying our reality
Scared of letting our tears fall we stand the safe side of the
wall.
We shouldn't be ashamed of the tears we drop
Let them flow, let ourselves go
Who cares who's watching?
Our thoughts are too deep
Our tears wet the pillows as we weep
With heads held high, we try and get by,
Fighting everyday like it is our last
We seem to have forgotten our meaningless past.