Tonight I cried. The tears fell down my face for:

The boy I thought I loved,

The best friend that just deserted me,

The blood that dripped down my leg,

The parents I couldn’t get a hold of,

The football game my school just lost,

The voice that I had lost,

The other girl with the same name as mine,

The best friend that won’t listen to me.

My reasons for crying are silly.

What are yours?

Are they anymore important?