The tears that fall
Are like the fears that call
For my head is no longer sane
But I am the same little boy
who called your name
The sea of tears I have made
Are only a little reminder of my pain
the roses shall be painted with my blood
only to hide my shame
The caterpillar that smokes his shame away
may never never see the stars
for his smoke hides them away
But when he finally sheds
his cocoon of shame away
he may see the stars every
day
