I had to let some out,
I'm an emotional person without a doubt.
I don't see crying as a bad thing, an outlet literally for the bad things to come out.
I'm serious, it's an outlet.
It's no okay thing to let those bottled things make you hollow.
Upset and sorrow,
one can last a night and the other could carry on tomorrow.
You could either refuse your pride to chew or take your dose of pride and swallow.
I don't believe a tough person never goes through the motions,
For toughness is the willingness to bend but not break from the emotions.
And crying is to bend, freaking out is to break.
Freaking out is waiting too long to accept what you couldn't take and keeping straight.
This is a point, it's firm and sharp belief of mine,
A rule of life clearly defined,
A bright and bold crossing line.
And others may not see it, that much I know already.
And yet I notice those ones often become unsteady,
this is a life issue, something that we each need to resolve,
something for each of us to handle and even get a friend involved.
Or at least me, if not that I don't know what I'm here for,
that's at least what I think of a friend,
please note that I'm still yours.