• Alls alright, its ok, hide the tears, hide the pain from her, dont let her see, dont let her hear. The tears are too much, the words " Theres the door" just may break her. Everythings great, dry it up, dont let her see...With the reality of being turned away again, without realizing i fall to the floor, my hands on my head, my heads resting on knees, in a daze i sit. I stayed in that daze for some time, i looked up, repeating its alright, its ok, hide, just dont let her see...to my side a mirror, a reflection i see, a face stained with back tears...."Theres the door"......then i relize i did hear those words again, and once again im viewing my own face stained. Yet soon another forced moved, except this time without a hand to hold or a shoulder to cry on....