Cried for "Nothing" ;;

They asked her why she was crying and her reply was nothing too surprising;

but they frowned upon her anyway, started to walk away.

But instead this is what they said.

They said what reason have you to cry for that ? And then it seemed they fought a laugh. Like it was wack. Cause they were cold.

And gave no slack.

Just because she cried.

Little did they know.

Very little.

She said she cried for nothing.

But let us redefine the meaning of nothing.

Her nothing was a pain undescribed by man, it was no plan, no future she'd pretend would come and end.

Her nothing was a tortured distress, one you can't dress up with a smile and supress the questions;

"What's wrong ?"

"What's the matter with you ?"

"Why are you acting like that ?"

"Why aren't you talking to me ?"

They ask but do they care ? Sometimes what's wrong is all there. In her eyes. && though it doesn't take long for her tears to dry they exist. They abide. But the world will see and hurt her pride.

She was severed. Cut. And broken inside.

So she cried.

But the question remains, why ?

She never knew she needed a word other than nothing. Her nothing wasn't simply -"nothing"- it was a nothing that itself cries for help when her physical tears don't sell.

And they say "Oh well."

Oh well ???

If you really knew her and looked into her eyes, you could tell.

So you don't know. && it shows.

Why do her tears have to be from physical blows ? Why can't it be from the heart's perspective ?

You don't have to be so detective, it's there. But she hides it. And your doubt subsides it.

She collapses cause her nothing hurts. Yet it means nothing to them.

And again, she cried for nothing.