This Is How I Cry

There was a moment when I'd fall,
And I thought I didn't have the strength to go on.
I couldn't crawl, I couldn't cry.
I couldn't emphasize my weakness.
All I could do was to hold it in,
Hold it in and make everything seemed alright.

I know crying doesn't mean I'm weak.
I just don't want anyone's sympathy,
It won't make me feel better,
When I know they don't really mean it.
And I don't want to waste my tears,
I just don't want to slip away.
No, I don't want to slip away.

I'm getting good at hiding my emotions.
Even if it's tearing me up inside.
I guess if it doesn't kill me,
Then it's something I can live with.
I don't need your sympathy,
But this is how I cry.