Sometimes

Sometimes I cry for the way that we hurt each other.
Sometimes I cry for the way that we hurt ourselves.

Sometimes I cry for the way that we love money.
Sometimes I cry for the way that we have to work so hard.
Sometimes I cry for the way that we really don't have to.

Sometimes I cry for the way that we treat animals.
Sometimes I cry for how well they treat us in return.

Sometimes I cry for the way we hurt women.
Sometimes I cry for the way we hurt men.
Sometimes I cry for the way that all of our tears are disregarded.

Sometimes I cry for how our country is going down the tubes.
Sometimes I cry for how little we do about it.
Sometimes I cry for how little we can do. 

Sometimes I cry for how quickly we get old.
Sometimes I cry for how young we never got to be.

Sometimes I cry for all that we have lost.
Sometimes I cry for all that we have and will gain.
Sometimes I cry for the way things should be.
Sometimes I cry for the way things could have been.
Sometimes I cry for the way things once were.

Sometimes I cry for all of them at once.

And that's ok.

Let's all just take the time to do so. That's ok too.