𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐦'𝐬

𝐂𝐫𝐲

I cried for the wrong reasons

Because I don't know if I'm still breathing or what I'm even feeling

I bottle up my emotions until I'm a ticking time bomb

The thunderstorm ready to unleash rain with each step I take

So I cry for the little bug on the floor

I'll cry for the elevator being broken

I'll cry because nothings perfect

I'll cry because no one understands the wrestling match inside my head

I'll cry because everyone tells me what I should do instead

And when someone asks me when I'm crying for I'll say 'nothing'

But it's really everything