Tears stream down my face but why? I feel no sorrow, grief, anger, despair or pain both physically and emotional. Then why do I lay here as my chest heaves with every aching sob? I don’t even know it myself. Tears follow a single line tracing my face, slowly dragging to become droplets on my pillow. Silently I weep. No sound besides the sharp intake of breath and hum of the radio. I don’t know why I do this often and I don’t believe I’ll ever understand why. I’m not a broken human being. Yes, I’ve gone through the trail of life with bumps in the way but who doesn’t? I’m a normal teenage girl who has problems same as any other person. I’m no different then you. But why deep down do I feel as if I’m not the same?