Triauna Hall - Tears

Tears. Why do we let them fall?
They dropp down but we hate them all
Tears. We let them roll down our unhappy face
They fall neither fast nor slow. A steady pace
Tears. Why do they have the taste salt?
They taste like guilt when it's not your fault
Tears. Why are they silent but express many words?
Why do they speak, when their never heard
Tears. Why do they threaten our innocent eyes?
They give you the feeling of wanting to die
Tears. Why do they cover our tremendous sight?
When we don't want them to fall, they put up a fight
Tears. So wet. So cold.
They make you feel weak, not as bold
Tears. Why are they hated so much?
They comfort you by one single touch
Tears. Why do we let them continue to roll down to our chin?
Why don't we wipe them away, we always let them win
Tears. Why do they glisten under the burning hot sun?
Why do they keep falling, even when the pain is done?

Triauna Hall

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