If I were to collect all the tears I've shed it would be enough to fill a bucket to pour over my head for all the stupid mistakes I've made

It would be enough to fill a bath tub to soak into for all the days I got tired of getting tired

It would be enough to turn into the ocean that I will drown into for all the times I've decided I'm done

If I were to collect all the tears I've shed it would not be enough to fill a body that is fulfilled enough to go through the day

It would not be enough to be a river that will keep flowing and can keep up with the current

I would never have enough tears that can turn into the sea that can wash me away and bring me ashore,
back to where I came from but don't belong