...

Here they come, the tears that I managed to hold back for so long.

Suddenly, today, they protested...and I had no choice but to let go.

I wonder how and why things change directions.

Will someone read this and call me stupid?

I do not care. Because I care way too much anyway.

I do not want to be called a weakling, because I am not one.

Here they come, the tears that I managed to hold back for so long.

Suddenly, today, they protested...and I had no choice but to let go.