when i'm bored, i make my myself cry.
it's not because i'm sad, it's not because i'm happy,
really it has nothing to do with my emotions at all.
i just like making myself cry.
it's odd, a simple bodily function can only be depicted as either sad or happy,
when why can't it just be that; a bodily function?
the tears are halfway down to my chin,
the stains melted into my skin,
and my blurred eyes are becoming clearer,
i wipe my face, cry again, and so repeats the cycle
-a.
