Unexplainable Tears

Everything happens for a reason,
From the rain that falls, to the Sun that shines.
But there is a mystery this season,
As to why his face has tear lines.

Nothing has happened to cause this stir,
All that he did was sit and think.
As he contemplated, his voiced thoughts were,
That he could let his emotions in to sink.

Is it pain, happiness, sadness,
Or peace, love, and tranquility?
These thoughts were keeping him restless,
As the answer would come at every opportunity.

This poem is about: 
Me

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