As tears they come, as tears they go;
Not being felt by the people’s flow,
I am but not at the midst of all;
...
I know what i want,
I know what i need,
I see it everyday, the sweet place
that calls out for me...
...
As Tears They Come, As Tears They Go...(First Draft) (Also My First Poem)
As tears they come, as tears they go;
Not being felt by the people’s flow,
I am but not at the midst of all;
My desires unknown to the world,
My emotions hidden in the walls of my room,
I call myself a con, a liar, like everyone I see
Cause like them I hide the truth and be,
Like them I show how happy I am, for this is not life to me;
But the truth is only known by the tears that go,
And now I am entrapped in the people’s flow….