What are these feelings, that control us, most of the time?
Why would someone cry?
When they are not truly sad?
Why would you laugh out loud,
Without a reason, to be happy?
Emotions, are very tricky,
Sometimes, utterly strange.
We laugh at things, we
Don’t quite understand.
It’s really an outlet,
A place, where we can hide.
Crying is spontaneous at times.
It creeps up on you,
And the tears begin to flow.
Those gosh darn visible emotions,
So very much a part of us,
So much, of who we are.
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