I Cry about the mistreatment of my kindness
I Cry about the manipulation of my thoughts
I Cry about the thoughtlessness of me being human
I Cry with the hope of releasing the hurt from my heart
I Cry with the hope of healing to my soul
I Cry with the intent of someone asking me, "what's wrong?"
When the above doesn't meet the beyond, I Cry because my arms can't stretch any further
I Cry when I feel like I'm an afterthought
I Cry when my love and affection go unnoticed
I Cry when I feel used
When the "thoughts that count" exceeds the above and beyond, I feel defeated
What will it take to prove I'm a good human?
What will it take to tell you that I'm hurt?
What will it take for someone to catch my salty tears?
I don't Cry when I think of self
I don't Cry when I no longer care
I don't Cry when secluded
I don't Cry when I protect my heart
I don't Cry when I defend my emotions
When my love languages seem foreign, I Cry when foreigners don't understand
My Cries yelp of sadness
My Cries need ears to listen
When I have no emotions left, I Cry
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