Every tear shed from her eyes,
Is shed and is shed with no disguise.
Her eyes are blue as oceans waves,
Shes everything that trouble craves.
She likes to cook, and likes to bake,
She feels her life is one big mistake.
So many talents gone to waste,
Failing every opportunity she has faced,
At times she yells, and at times she demands,
Trying to find where in life she stands.
What is her place?
Whats next to face?
Why does trouble call her name?
Why must she always take the blame?
It all builds up until it�s time for her to explode,
Only to have another torturous episode.
Cant seem to find a reason,
Theres nothing for her to believe in.
She sheds so many tears,
So much hurt over all of these years.
She hates when others see her cry,
There are 1,000,000 reasons why.
Im done shedding all these tears