You're Crying and it's Okay

Addressed to the young lady on the subway





You're tired, I know

I have the same mud splattered pants

and wet soggy toes

Complimented by an ever-dripping and scarlet-tipped nose

I myself like to use scented Kleenex wipes.



I had half the mind to say that you're crying and that's okay.

  (Rather, the actual act of crying is okay. I mean, who doesn't ever experience

  a terrible day?

  Not to belittle what you now feel!

  It's alright to be sad is what I'm trying to say

  I am sure your own reasons are very very

  real.

  So you're crying and that's okay)



But we all hate nosy people on the subway

and streets.

So I'll soak in my silence

Read cheap ads to pass the time

Intrigued by all the vivid colors

and big bubble signs





Yet there you sit -- trying to hold it all in

Looking around as if you committed a sin

Your eyes water -- so why do you conceal?

Can you honestly say it's a crime to feel?

You're hurting so let yourself hurt

Don't hide the streaks with the sleeves on your shirt





Mourning has a purpose and serves it's own part

So watching you withhold it is breaking my heart