The Seeing

When you find yourself

in blinding pain

and you're all choked up

so you can't explain,

let them think what they will,

let them judge you all wrong --

the ones who care

will see you're not strong.

They'll look back and look hard, 

they'll ask and check twice,

they'll glimpse the tears

behind the ice. 

Thank God for those

who pause to care,

thank God they ask,

thank God they're there.