The poem is a single sentence, and it lands like a quiet punch. It says we are taught to cry quietly, which sounds like ordinary advice about manners, but the second half reveals what that lesson really does: it teaches us that nobody cares. The speaker suggests that crying softly is not a kindness to others but a kind of training in loneliness.
The tone is dry and bitter. Using "we" makes the experience feel shared, as if everyone went through the same lesson without noticing it. The speaker seems tired and a little resigned, not shouting about the hurt but stating it flatly, which fits the idea of keeping pain muted.
There is also a contrast with the title, "Screamy and memey," which suggests loud, joking, internet-style noise. Set against that, the poem's hushed line feels even lonelier. The mood is sad, sharp, and uncomfortably familiar.