Sometimes,
I will cry.
Sometimes,
it is because of
what I have lost.
Sometimes,
it is because of
what is to come.
And,
sometimes,
it is because I am happy.
I can be joyful,
I can be relieved,
even though I cry.
This act,
this seemingly sad,
sorrowful act,
isn’t always because I am unhappy,
distraught.
Sometimes,
it is because I am
grateful.
Because I am
helped.
Because I am loved.
When people see tears,
they wonder what’s wrong.
They wonder what happened.
When,
really,
at certain moments,
at times when tears are shed,
they could see it as a sign of
positivity,
of glee,
and they could be happy with us.
I will cry.
Sometimes,
it is because of
what I have lost.
Sometimes,
it is because of
what is to come.
And,
sometimes,
it is because I am happy.
I can be joyful,
I can be relieved,
even though I cry.
This act,
this seemingly sad,
sorrowful act,
isn’t always because I am unhappy,
distraught.
Sometimes,
it is because I am
grateful.
Because I am
helped.
Because I am loved.
When people see tears,
they wonder what’s wrong.
They wonder what happened.
When,
really,
at certain moments,
at times when tears are shed,
they could see it as a sign of
positivity,
of glee,
and they could be happy with us.
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