I am crying

I am crying

The tears on my pillow

My cheeks are soaked

My mind is confused

What did I do?

My face is wet 

Tears are rushing down faster

My pillow is drenched

My cheeks are red 

Why is he like this?

I am crying 

My sniffles are quiet

My head is pounding 

The tears are drying up 

Why am I dealing with this?

I wiped my own tears

Turned my pillow over

I am not crying

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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