I CRY

I cry, because I don’t have any money in my bank account,

I cry, because I’m worried about being put out of my home,

I cry, because the struggles in life can be so hard sometimes that it’s hard to hold your head up high,

I cry, because I have to let it out, otherwise it will kill me inside,

I cry, because in my world it’s raining and I don’t see the sunshine,

I cry, because I feel like I can’t stand, so I take a knee and wait for the sun to shine again.