if life could be perfect,
I wouldn't be crying,
right now, as my fingers fly.
Sometimes, even though
life is a bit better now,
you can't help but remember
all the things that have happened,
all the things that leave me bawling.
It's just too much sometimes,
and sometimes I think maybe I'm going crazy,
just because I can't handle it anymore,
all the stress,
being depressed at all hours of the day,
yet pasting smiles on
just for the benefit of others.
If life were perfect,
right now I wouldn't be crying with no one here to dry my tears.
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just wanted to let it all out while the tears were still there.
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Thought you might like to read this poem:
Mother to Son - by Langston Hughes
Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor --
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now --
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
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aww..pobre sita. i cried last night..so much and i wondered if God is punishing me, but no... He punishes no one. Finally i stopped, when the soccer match between Achaan and Berman (German Bundesliga)started. i ended going to bed smiling, because the match was purely exciting. Life is not perfect...so are us, that is why we cry. I am jobless and broke..and i cry every now and then. anyway..im so sorry that you are sad...
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