Grief
Why are we sad?
Why are we falling apart?
And why do we cry
When there is nothing we feel?
Why do we yell
When it only brings us pain?
And the one thing we want
Shouting will never bring.
Why are our tears
Described in different meanings?
It's a joke when we do not know
Whether we're happy, sad, or laughing.
No one knows for sure
When or why we're sad.
This grief is but our own
And none may ever know.
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