“did you know i actually cry at movies?”

probably not --

‘cos all the crying happens in my Head

 

sometimes i go to the theatre...they sit next to me and bawl

i’m stony-faced besides them

unmoved

sometimes they ask me later why i didn’t think the movie was Sad

“it’s not real”

i tell them

 

they say i have no Emotions

 

i don’t tell them that i thought the movie was Sadder than they did

i don’t tell them that i really was crying, they just didn’t notice

i don’t tell them that whenever i see someone else crying

i cry

 

Perfection is a mask

and any slip is a Flaw...

my Emotions hide, smothered by a Society that accepts only the highest, the brightest, the --

 

--sometimes Society makes me want to scream with Anger “STOP!” //

 

 

“did you know

sometimes you make me feel so Heartbroken

or like the Happiest girl in the world?

 

did you know that i actually cry at movies?”

probably not

‘cos i never would admit such a weakness