when the tears come,
they slide down my face.
each one sliding, slowly,
at a steady pace.
i can never make them stop,
these never ending tears.
why do i cry?
i don't know,
it's not from sorrow, pain, or fears.
its just something that happens,
no matter how nice the day.
don't know what to do,
its always this way.
it makes me weep to lay awake at night,
to think of an answer,
feels like i never sleep.
i think my dreams miss me,
i know i miss them,
my only escape.
when the tears come,
they slide down my face.
each one sliding, slowly,
at a steady pace