Tears, tears go away.
Why must you come back almost every day?
You remind me of my pain.
You remind me of my past.
Why can't you go away?
Just let this happiness last.
Tears, tears flowing so fast,
You're telling the story of a child in the past.
She's stuck with the memory of what has just happened,
Praying to God one day she won't be broken.
The bruises, the scars,
The ones that will never heal.
She grew up thinking that's how you need to feel.
This little girl,
Not sure about life,
Cut after cut
Then took her life.
Tears, tears come as she leaves this world
"So young, so happy" for all they know.
Beaten as a child,
Not loved all her life,
Backstabbing friends.
Oh wait that's my life....
(This is a poem I found and I just wanted to post it. All credit goes to the writer.)
