crying, its so strange. its the ultimate symbol of unhappiness yet so mant people cry for joy, cry when really they should be laughing and smiling. the human mind confuzez me.. and then there are the times when misery is all you can feel, your whole body does nothing but collapse, and yet your eyes still stay dry, staring on and letting you continue thinking about the awful thoughts that are haunting your mind.
but once that first tear falls and drops silently to the ground, there is no end, once it starts there is no stopping. but it is true that crying can make you feel better, but when people are all around asking you whats wrong, wanting to help, they only make it harder, the tears fall faster and the pain grows greater.
but some things you can never bring yourself to tell anyone, secrets you can hardly trust yourself with, and tears tell that story as best they can, a wordless release of the pain you contain within yourself. things noone but you will ever know.
everything in this life is worthy of tears, it may seem like a stupid reason to be wasting your time crying over to you, but to someone else it could mean something so much more