Emotional

Sad

Mad

Angry

Depressed

Why does this stuff make me so stressed?

Sit still,

Keep a straight face.

But when I can't, it falls from the sky

It soaks the ground or maybe my face

I try to hold back but the puddles grew bigger

I took a tissue or two,

Maybe a few,

Or maybe a fourth of a box

To absorb my feelings

If only it worked

What good is a tissue when you ceaselessly leak salt water?

What's there to say: it's hard not to be emotional.