POEM: 1
TITLE: Tears
My tears are the hardest thing to control,
It's like a heavy weight weighing down my soul.
It's a hard job for me to make sure they don't escape,
But they're so easy for me to create.
I'm very sensitive to most,
I think I was born with too high of a dose.
I've cried during every season,
The funny thing is I sometimes cry for no reason.
I hold it all in so much,
That it's a time bomb waiting to bust.
I try to wait until night,
Because only then I no longer have to fight.
Holding it in feels so cruel,
So when I finally let it go, it feels so peaceful.
After all this time,
My emotions no longer feel like a crime.
Don't get me wrong, I try not to feel this way,
but I can't help the way my heart sways.
I don't think I should be blamed,
This is something I try so hard to tame.
It shouldn't be something to fear,
in the end it's only a sad and lonely little tear.
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