Have you ever cried at Midnight?
When the world was still and
Asleep?
And the Moon looks down
And laughs at your tears
With the wind running by,
Tasting their salt.
Have you ever cried at Midnight?
For you cannot cry at Noon..
Not under the burning eye of the Sun
Not for fear of Others seeing...
And Whispering,
Calling you Crazy...
Locking you away for being Foolish
Enough to reveal your deepest fears to the
World...
WHY?
MUST?
WE?
ALL?
BE?
HAPPY?
Have you ever cried at Midnight?
