Faucet

My sister said that my heart was like a stone because I cannot cry easily.
She was wrong.

It would be correct if she added "in front of others' presence"
I cried when I needed to, sometime even when I needed not to.

But damn eyes. they were like a broken faucet sometime. Once they shed tears, there would not stop shortly.

Ah... maybe it was a reminder that naturally, human were not made to be a controller. Woe were us, because we could not even control our own body. Our emotion. Our feeling. Hence, ones could never claim to be the master of themselves.