Starry Named

When I want to cry

When I want to cry, I cry, and I cry a lot,

When I want to speak, I bite my tongue and do not.

I deserve the silence to replace my entire world;

I look prettier silent-that is something that I was told.

If I had a thing deserving to be a heart,

I would sew my lips, never let them to stay apart.

I\'ve concluded words; the lesson was not that hard:

I deserve the silence. I need to harbor the hurt.