Hey, Guys, read this poem, doesn't it want to make you cry?

and this poem:

man... i can't explain it... i don't really think you do understand...
me...
who am i
what am i
what purpose am i here for
why am i
alone at night
but cozy all the same
I do not know what lurks beneath
the caverns of my mind
a thought that haunts,
My thought... that haunts
a thought that was left behind?

Noone truly understands me,
i accept my fate on earth
an ode to tracy
the one person that understands me
i think...
i think...
i think...



i think there for i am...
what am i...
I do not know... and yet i do.
adieu
adieu
adieu
?........................

*sigh*I guess that makes me sad because I knew who once laid behind those words, I knew who once was deep. But now they're lost...... now... they're lost.... Someone once close to me yet, closer to my friend Tracy, as written in the poem, but now it's gone, that spark is gone.