To cry

10.11.2009

Just stole myself a cigarette from a passer-by
He asked me why I needed it, I said I need a cry.
He asked me with his eyes again, "Why is it that is so?
I replied with a sense of stupidity that I simply didn't know.

"Our emotions are not grouped", he said "So indeed I understand"
Sometimes we need to let go if life, sometimes we need a hand.

So with a puff and a smiling face he watched my tears roll -
I closed my eyes, forgot the day and felt life take it's toll.
I don't know why I felt like that or where the feelings came
I just knew upon opening up, I didn't feel the same.