Time tells all her secrets
gradually.

Concerned

I'm worried that my tear ducts are broken.
I have not cried since I've been at Ball State, and so that means I haven't cried at least since August. That's 4 months. 
I just think it's only healthy to have a good cry now and then.  [And there have, most certainly, been things worth crying about.]
Looks like tonight will be another one of those nights
when I get up at 4 am to study
to try to make up for the time I wasted tonight
thinking
about silly things
like how I can't seem to cry.