Another weird Sunday mood

Sometimes you just need an ear Someone to hear What you are growing inside

Of course, there are family and friends But sometimes you don't want to be judged Neither to be advised Nor to be given solutions.

Just to be heard with empathy See that you're not disturbing See that you are someway somehow understood That quality time made of listening You are craving for...

But what is the matter? You keep asking yourself. You may not have any reason to feel empty You may not have any reason to feel lost But seriously what is missing ? You find yourself searching the definition of depression A little bit scared of what you could find.

They say we need to cry more often Well, why ? No idea. Maybe because we feel better after? Why do I have tears ready to come out? Is it a crying episode time ? So, you wait to be in your bed to see if they come out. Nobody should hear you. You won't have any explication to give.