Sadness...

As i hear the raindrops falling on my window pane. I wonder. Is there so much sadness in the world or are the clouds just crying for me? I'm well aware. The answer is obvious. Compared to the many sadness experienced by others. Mine is most probably minute. Everyday someone is grieving for the lost of a loved one. So why can't i be stronger. I really want to stop crying but i just can't seem to stop my tears from falling down. I know i can change things. My loved ones are still by my side. Still, sometimes, I just feel so helpless. Like i really don't know what i can do to make things better. It is weird. Seems like living in a dream and a nightmare at the same time. But i'm refusing to wake up from either because both are my reality.