Walking In The Rain

I want to walk in the rain,
So no one can see my tears.
I can walk and cry, and cry and walk,
And none will demand to know my fears.

As I walk the tears fall,
The drops as numerous as the rain.
They run over my nose and cheeks
As an expression of my pain.

And then the rain just stopped,
It went as suddenly as it came.
Left with red and bloodshot eyes,
I go back to being emotionally lame.