You won't see it

 

Did you see me crying?

Did you see me sighing?

Did you see me dying?

When you left

Doesn’t matter

What’s the matter?

If I’m sad or madder

Or I cry or sigh

Not in your shoulder

I will die

You won’t see it

You won’t cry or sigh

Flesh turns into dust

Moreover, dust to dust

Why must you continue?

Why must you?

Photo by Anders Ljungberg Photo by Josh (broma)