Tears

Deep within my soul
Mind racing
Not being able to make you happy
Trying to grip reality
Being undermined
Lost without words
Trying to explain 
The actions of my words
Sense of being judged
Sense of feeling to dumb to try
In other cases
Your soul is demanding 
It's full of sense
Full life
Full of happiness 
Full of laughter
I'd rather not talk
Makes it easier
Not to cry
Not to get mad
Being blunt makes it worse