The tears,
They break free
And come streaming down my face,
Breaking past
The barriers I set up,
Stinging and cutting through
My eyes
Like shrads of glass.
I'm not strong enough anymore.
Twenty-five
The tears,
They break free
And come streaming down my face,
Breaking past
The barriers I set up,
Stinging and cutting through
My eyes
Like shrads of glass.
I'm not strong enough anymore.