The most painful cries are those you do not know what for.
I am crying,
Because why not?
If that is what I feel,
Why not?
But there is one problem,
I do not know why I am crying;
Does it need a reason?
Does everything need a reason?
Maybe not –
Maybe not everything;
Maybe crying is an exception,
And it is pure,
Because it came from heart;
And I am crying,
And I do not know why,
And that is okay.
Yes, it is okay to cry;
It is okay to fall sometimes,
It is okay to burst,
It is okay to do not try,
It is okay to cry;
That is fine,
And all will be alright,
Just cry.
And it is raining,
And I could not stop crying in my bed while lying,
And I do not know why I feel this way,
When I should be not,
But it is okay to feel this way;
It is okay to cry even if you do not know the reason.
Yes . . .
But maybe . . .
Just maybe –
I am crying,
Because of life.
And the rain stopped pouring,
And I stopped crying.
