She Wasn’t Crying. She Was Hiding It From Me

My Mother Came Back—My Father Made Sure I’d Never Know

I Let Him Think He Could Take Everything—Then I Took It Back in Front of Everyone

They Laughed at My Prom Dress—Then a Man in Uniform Knocked on the Door

I Brought His Lies to Her Baby Shower—And Let the Truth Open the Gift

She Wasn’t Crying. She Was Hiding It From Me

My Mother Came Back—My Father Made Sure I’d Never Know