Cry at night if you need to, when none is there to see
Because the night is dark and the stars not bright enough
But you’re safe under your blanket.
Only your pillow will know you cried, it knows all your secrets anyway.
If it could speak it could tell about your mind, your thoughts,
the abyss that is you.
So cry at night if you need to, close your eyes and let the tears pour
Until you’re empty enough to sleep.