Elizabeth Benedict


Laugh To Keep From Crying


When most people have something to do
I'm crying.
When most people have a life to live
I'm dying.
When most people have people to see
I'm whining
When most people are laughing
I'm sighing.

What is the reason for trying?
Maybe to laugh
to keep from crying.

Submitted: Sunday, July 15, 2007
Edited: Monday, March 21, 2011

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  • Elysabeth Faslund (8/25/2007 1:11:00 PM)

    So VERY much said in so few lines! 99% of us have felt like this...the LUCKY few haven't! The most painful tears are the ones which never get shed. Kept inside, for nobody to commiserate with, they eat into the soul, having damaged the heart. Let them out, turn them loose! ! Hey...it's YOUR business...why be embarrassed to show you're human...just like them! Great write, Elizabeth! xxxElysabeth (Report) Reply

  • Alex Y. (7/21/2007 12:54:00 PM)

    That's a tragic feeling, but don't worry things will look up. Keep up the writing spirit :) (Report) Reply

  • Barry Van Allen (7/19/2007 11:26:00 PM)

    Liz,
    All of that is valid,
    but, the real question IS ...
    'What are you going to do about it? '

    B.V.A. (Report) Reply

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