Protect the Urn on the Shelf

I already have a headache forming
and I can't stop the tears from flowing
dear dad why did you yell at me
mom just leave me be
finally! Peace
my heart likes the silence
nothing to hear but the music above
nothing to do but just let loose my love
to dance when no one sees
to spin and to smile and sing off key
but it's okay
not like it's judgment day
no one can hear cause
the music's too loud
I let the house vibrate
I let the dogs migrate
I watch the cat claw
and the furniture's all that saw
my tears as they came down
foolishly splashing my ridiculous nightgown
my, my, the memories come back
everyones yelling at me so I run to my sack
if I pretend to sleep
who are they to yell at me?
I'm not going to cry
I'm just going to say goodbye
my heart won't let me go
the book, there shall close
something that does not matter at all
to another person, is it a surprise
it matters to me
so I scream: "Tears let me be!"

The tears they don't go away
unsurprisingly they stay on my face
I rub
and I scrub
but the weep stains are there
and they make me stare
at my reflection
but I'll never get redemption
I've already cried
and its because
I'm living a lie
no, I can't touch anything
because I break everything
keep my hands to myself
to save the urn that rests on the shelf
my friendship is on the line
and I'm already behind
I place the friendship
in the urn on the shelf beside hardships
just to be sure I'll never cry
I'll sit on the wall
as you pass by
and to save the urn on the shelf
I'll keep my hands to myself
Because yet again
I've ruined a friendship that may not mend.