It's very true, but ever since I was young I was always told by a family member never to cry, and if I did I would become weak. Anytime I got hurt, since I was little and dumb, I tried not to cry cause I didn't want to disappoint her. And now, years and years later, I find it very hard to cry. Nearly impossible, but it takes a lot. Yeah, sometimes tears leak out, maybe five, but not heavy crying like one would expect.
Roses aren't always red & violets aren't exactly blue, the society we live in never seems to speak the truth. Smiles aren't always happy & frowns aren't always upset, people judge too quickly & our feelings are what they forget.