Don't think I do not feel--because you see no tears A river rages deep inside--of grief, and loss and fears Just because I do not cry now--don't think my heart is not broken I keep inside the misery--of words not to be spoken Sometimes I smile or crack a joke--so you won't see the pain Or notice how my hands will shake--or how I've gone insane Each time I think of him--my heart is ripped apart The loss I feel is mine alone--you will not see my thunder Brenda Penpent