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When the house is still, and everyone 's asleep
I finally allow myself to weep.

It feels so good, to just let go,
And not having to put up a show.

No need to smile, to the kids around,
Who need to see me strong and sound.

No friends who worry, and want to hear,
That all is fine, because they care.

Now the tears can freely flow,
I mourn the security I used to know.

I let myself be gripped with fear,
And face the agony of despair

Oh Lord! You hear my muffled cries,
Hold me tight and dry my eyes.

I do not have to beg, or explain,
I am your child, You feel my pain.

So Take my burden, make it light,
That feels better.....Good night.