Twenty-Second Poem- Confusion
The reasons of why I cry
are unlimited
But they are not known, even by me
and that makes me livid
Sometimes I cry just
for the hell of it
But sometimes I just realize that my
life is messed up for my benefit
Why I cry at times
shock me
I cry without reason
Feel self-pity when
there isn't any need
I don't know what
is wrong with me
Can someone possibly
explain?
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