Cheer Up Beautiful

There is no need to cry.
All I do is sit here and say to myself: "Why?".
Is it something I did?
That you lay there face and all hid.
The music in the background.
Is a beautiful sound.
So Cheer up Beautiful don't be sad.
Or is the problem your mom and dad.
You being upset hurts me too.
I only wish there was something I could do.
Cheer up beautiful I say this.
Where is the happy face? That I now miss.
Hopefully, this poem will do the trick.
In your mind, these words will stick,
I'm your shoulder you can cry on.
Cheer Up Beautiful and have some fun.