There are days when I want to break down When being strong is not an option found When tears want to flow and sobs like to be heard When I want to curl up inside a blanket and shut out the cruel world   But something stops me from breaking free From showing to the world how fragile I can be From crying out loud, lest someone might hear me   On days like these, I take out my walking shoes Plug in some music and set out into the streets The sound of the music inside my head Drowns the last few barriers dead   The breeze whistles past…