When I was little girl, I cried so many times that every teardrop of rain would fall of my eyes.
When I was an adolescent I couldn't stop crying at all. Bodies of water came running down like the Niagara Falls.
By the time I was an adult a drought appeared in my eyes I felt no guilt or shame but I still feel sad inside.
The cracks beneath my skin forms a desert upon my face My emotions are fighting me there is a part of me that I can't erase.
The waterfall has formed as the water absorb the soil That's it I'm done I'm no longer living in turmoil!
And as I hear the Spirit of the Lord say: "They that sown tears shall reap in joy." Even after all these years why didn't I think this way? My tears won't bring me down as of today.
For there is joy in the morning after every tear sown because God does great works Therefore in this situation I am never alone.