My Mom always told me,
Don't cry tears in vain,
Cry one tear of sorrow,
And conceal your deepest pain.
And when the time comes,
When you can't handle life,
Don't take the coward's way out,
Because it works for some,
But In time,
You'll be depicted in the sky,
As a dark cloud.
Just last night I cried one tear,
And it vanished in the darkness,
Within its flow it carried all my wasted years,
That up to now,
Have made me cold-hearted.
So if you see me down,
With hate flaring in my eyes,
That's all the times that I tried and tried,
And all I got was cold stares and frowns,
Filled with two-faced people,
Who have now made me cried.
From this point on,
You don't know me,
Don't try to be my friend,
Because when I begged for friendship,
It Only made me feel desperate,
In the End.
This is my last piece,
That I write with intolerable pain;
I can't deny,
And if one day I cried like a baby,
Now only one tear fills my eye.