Pondering

Again pondering
The ever pressing question
That has become the quest
Of my adult life
Why can't I cry
But today I almost did
While complimenting someone
Could it be
That I need to read
Between the lines
Desensitized to pain
Anger, Frustration, Guilt
Maybe I am
But I will never
Cease to feel happy
About all the little things
That go right
Perhaps my focus
Was in the wrong direction
And thinking happy thoughts
Could do the trick