They love to see you cry,
They would sing praises for you
and jump around with joy.
But only until their thirst is quenched
and belly is filled.

They all pretend to love your tears,
Until the moment they realize
you aren't gonna stop soon.
Why are you crying, They would ask,
Don't you know your tears bring us pain?

When your tears overflow,
They would curse you out for your existence.
Some would beg the heavens above to make you stop,
Some would cry along with you,
Clever ones find a way to sell the pain you caused.

And if you suddenly decide to stop crying forever,
When you realize its not worth wasting your tears,
You will still be cursed.
You will be condemned for the attitude you put up,
You will be criticized for the lives that you destroyed.

Still there will be some,
Who would try to please the Gods to see your tears,
Who would make news out of your unshed tears.
Lives are lost either way,
You will be blamed either way.

You can choose a middle ground,
Cry until when you are needed to
and then stop when they ask you to.
But the tears are yours alone,
So should be right to decide.