The Reason I Cry.
Well there are many.
Maybe it's because I miss someone.
Maybe it's because of the names I'm called.
Maybe it's because of my scars.
Maybe it's because I saw someone with their dad.
Maybe it's because I hate myself.
Maybe it's because I saw my mom cry.
Maybe it's because my brother.
Maybe it's because I'm happy.
Maybe it's because of the demons who run wild in my mind.
