Poem//
If I showed you my teardrops
Would you collect them like rain?
Store them in a jar,
That is labeled 'Pain'
Would you follow their tracks
From my eyes to my cheeks
As they write all the stories
I'm to scared to speak
Would you stop them with kisses
Bring their flow to a halt.
As you teach me that pain
Isn't always my fault.
Would you hold my face gently
As you dry both my eyes.
And would you whisper the words
"Your to precious to cry"
If I showed you my teardrops
Would you show me your own
And learn though we are lonely
We are not alone.
