I learnt a lesson.

Precious and true.

Cheer sells and sorrow stinks.

Laughter spreads and tears just spill.

So now I cry, only when no one sees.

If words are not understood,

Can Silence speak?

I will recollect this lesson,

When in emotions I sway,

Cheer sells ,sorrow stinks.

Happy is the way to be,

Not many choices and no blinks.