CRY

Happiness, Sadness, Loneliness, all make me "sigh"

All these mixed emotions make me want to ball up and cry...

Sometimes I wish I was a dove, high in the sky

Feeling the wind on my face, drying every tear from my eye...

It's a New Year, and time for New Beginnings, I pray I don't fail

The thought of not accomplishing my goals, makes me wail...

I know I will make it, if I just keep telling myself "I Will" succeed

The words that I speak I'm taking heed

I've been striving for success; and I'm doing my very Best...

I'm doing all I can, not stressing or losing any sleep

Remaining strong and telling myself Tiffany don't weep

Whatever happens this year, I'm strong enough to face my fears

Even when I cry it will be of Joy, I will no-longer shed sad tears

I'll always think of my blessings, which makes me feel like I'm on a natural High

Refusing to have pity parties, and I just keep telling myself I'm Not Gone Cry...