A good cry changes lives
Simply letting out emotions
Instead of holding them in
And dying from within

Don't you know that
Festering souls hold on to solid emotions
While sinking in black holes
Fornacating with anger and birthing depression
Complex thoughts twist our brain cells
Forcing us to never excel out of emotional hell
Hiding behind our perception
We act like showing a sign of weakness is taboo
In a society where pain builds up to hurt you
Confused, misused and abused
we let our emotions stay locked in a room
and Pride is the locksmith