If the eyes you seek were eyes that are not weak You seek solice to the eyes of someones so meek If i pour rain your cup shouldnβt be filled For the roof is for protection that i built
Clouds take up a storm, thunders that form It gets heavy as i take in Donβt mind if it starts raining Releasing is part of it donβt catch the sick of it
Releasing such tears is form of sincerity and fatigue Not to direct onto you the pain which cost me Tears i let go are things that are just hard to keep in The more you keep it in the more you are struggling