As I am. I see, the tears. Belonging to no one.
I see. The tears. In your eyes, watery, and gaining. Size.
Your eyes, cry, reflective of the mood. You release, and...
See ? For the heart is weak. And our, bodies, buried in skin.
Alive, we see. The face of time, and how trapped we, live.
Those tears, may live. In the heart, in heat. Don't you believe ?
As we grow, a tear is shred. To know, the show.
We live and laugh. Memories of happiness. It's all.
For a lack of discrection may not deliver. Those angels.
I know, touch upon the lips, and spirit. Indeed.
For me not, I lived in peace. Perhaps our soul comes too.
Through pain and mourning. We stretch and sing.
The songs, of teary tendersies to see. The moisture. The deed.
Swolen on our sight. It's okay. It's alright.
I walk along. Side by side. I care and love you.
Briefly, I know. Through tears, and sorrow. Pitifully.
More and movements, the dish is served. Enjoy.
For a mother and father, may. Deliver the dark child.
Upon it's toe, shines. The light. Gloriously gorgeous.
We change and grow. Fear not, these teary eyes...
Strength saved, strength sings. I know now.
The truth of being.