I don't like crying, but I do it anyways. More these days than before. I can't help it. The tears of my life have been held back too long, and now they wish to be free. Many tragedies in my life have added to the resevoir behind my eyes. It's bursting to the point where I'll just be sitting, doing nothing, and I'll start crying. What bothers me, is what the tears are for. When we cry, as I've found, we cry for ourselves. When have you ever cried for anything or anyone besides yourself? I cry when I'm frustrated that I can't do something, when I'm sad because I can relate to something in a movie, when I'm angry because someone did something, even when I'm happy about something. My tears are always for me, though. I have never cried for someone else, as I now realize. You haven't either. You cry because of the memories that trigger your tears. Your tears say you can and you have linked it to something that has happened in your life. You may deny it, but it's true none the less. The next time you cry, ask yourself what your tears are for. You may say that they're for this person or that person, but they'll always be for you.