Babies cry to get what they want
They cry and cry for hours and hours
Just for children to cry and cry
For the same attention those babies get
When they cry
Teenagers cry only to show
Their anger and frustration to
The world they know
Even when their parents stop to pray
Crying for them just to have a better day
Their tears won't stop and never will
Until their hearts stop and they lie still
Adults cry when the fire inside
Turns into smoke leaving only ash behind
Of each time they've tried and failed
To light the flame inside of them once again
But I cry not because
I have no tears
No attention
No anger
Or no fire
No I cry because
The thing I loved most
Is now only in the shape
Of a Ghost.
