| WHY I CRY |
| I cry all the time. Everything hurts me. Whenever I think, I cry. I cry because I am thinking of EVERYTHING. Happy things, past, future, friends, family, loved ones, missed ones. People I don't even know that have it incredibly better than me, know it or don't know it. People out there that are way worse off then I am and are miserable with out getting help, OR incredibly happy because they know that they are alive for one more day and loved by one more person. Everything hurts me inside, because I know that I have it good, better then some, and yet I can still sit here and complain. I don't want to believe I have a right to complain. This is why I cry. |