When Times Are Bad

I see noone crying

Tears would be in the way

I could be crying over you everyday

How could I help you

How would we go on

If I'd cry like I want to

I'd be helplessly gone

Everyone cries

When things get too sad

But count your blessings

When times are bad

I hear noone talking

Sad words would lay us down

I could talk about sorrow

All the time

How could I be there

And make you feel well

If I'd grieve like I need to

I'd be lost to my shell