I cry for all the things Ive lost
I cry mostly for time
That can never be found again
I cry for all the chances I got
And never took
For whatever reason
I just could not
I cry for those who lived and died
And never had the chance
To just
Live
I cry for every dance
I knew I could but walked away
Sometimes we just cannot
Be brave
Sometimes we need to close the door
To be on our own
To reflect
For change
On all our Why’s
And on all our Joy’s
And all our internal conversations
That we as woman
Have
Sometimes it’s just too much
Contemplation
I cry because we find it hard to be real
To be truly free
Of All These Questions
Buzzing around like flies
Distracting me from what is truly mine
Revive me oh God!
Revive me
For in this place
I cannot and will not stay
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