Minds of the younger

I cant cry

I can’t cry
The tears lay in my throat 
I feel the screams 
But it’s ok
It’s not as bad as before 
It’s not bad
Why do I cry
Why am I weeping
Why here
Why now
Why me
Why live
Why did I get to live
What cruel devil
Stared my Path
And twisted it their way
I can’t cry
I want to cry
I can’t cry