hush little baby don't you cry...
franny, jessica, and my mom
all three of them
the three of them who know and see me everyday
they just think that i'm a crybaby
every time my eyes fill with tears, they say there she goes again,
crying over the same shit all the time,
lisa cries all the time,
she cries more than anybody i've ever met.
in actual reality, I NEVER. EVER. CRY FOR NO REASON.
it may surprise you, but i can not cry on command. every tear that is shed is full of emotion and remorse and pain and bitter silence. i may cry a lot, but every tear is as real as the one before it and the one after it.
all three of them
the three of them who know and see me everyday
they just think that i'm a crybaby
every time my eyes fill with tears, they say there she goes again,
crying over the same shit all the time,
lisa cries all the time,
she cries more than anybody i've ever met.
in actual reality, I NEVER. EVER. CRY FOR NO REASON.
it may surprise you, but i can not cry on command. every tear that is shed is full of emotion and remorse and pain and bitter silence. i may cry a lot, but every tear is as real as the one before it and the one after it.