So I let it flow like the springs in the north
Like spilled milked on the floor
Dripping like heavy raindrops down my cheeks
Finding drainage salty pathways into my mouth
All the thoughts that we're not bearing forth
All the plans that seem like closed doors
All the emotions and feelings that went bleak
And the peace of mind I constantly sought
When it seems like I can't talk anymore
Or the burden seems too heavy to bear
My mind can't decipher the possible way out
And my soul grows so weak
When I ask the rhetorical question no more
And my heart becomes so red of fear
I find no strength to make findings that can help me sort things out
The life scenarios that has drained me off my sleek
I break down in tears
I let it flow like hot water running down a tap
At the top of my voice I scream, letting go the pains,
Crying is good for the soul
I change me Styles and I put it in different gears
I roll on the floor giving myself no breathing gap
I successfully sleep off all the pains
Drain and wrap it all up in the subconscious scroll
Waking up refreshed and ready
Looked at all the problems in the eye
Taking all the bulls by horn
I tell you
Crying is good for the soul
The pains from the headache, I bury
I plant my smile to cover it all up like a rye
I step out to face life, looking so radiant like the sun
Trust me
Crying is just good for the soul.