The park was sunny even in this weather,we walked around for awhile before finally sitting down on benches. I noticed a bit my age crying on the bench. While both my friends walked away I decided to stay and help him out and try to make his day better. I saw that it was starting to drizzle,I thought to myself "our weather is just as bipolar as I am". "You're bipolar?" A voice next to me said. Of course cause I was a klutz I said it aloud. But i just simply responded with a nod. My instincts kicked in and the first thing I said was"why are you crying?" I heard him sniffle. Then he said "I try to make everyone happy and since they think I'm happy they never know I'm sad or in pain. I can never talk about my feeling because I'm a guy..." He them looked up at me with tear stained cheeks and even his bright green eyes looked dull. I then realised I knew him from school. "Jon?" "How do you know my name?" "We go to the same school together.""Oh yea please don't tell anyone you saw me crying"