Tears are sometimes a good thing
But sometimes aren’t
Tears of joy are what everybody loves
But tears of sadness
Anger and betrayal are the worst dreaded
I hate to see people in tears
Whether they’re grieving or its tears of anger and betrayal
As much as I hate to cry
I hate making others cry.

Perhaps the world would be a boring place if everybody smiled
And so there is a reason for everything
Whether it’s pain, loss or joy
Being rude or friendly
Being rich or poor, hot or cold
It’s there for a reason
It’s okay to grieve, to cry even
It’s a way of experiencing life
A way of expressing ourselves
Tears mean a whole lot of things
They might mean the world.