ears spilling rain, water found when i tilted my head up and tried to listen at the wrong time, i guess but hey, i'll listen to your rain catch it, absorb it, drink it and shed it through tear ducts like mirrors reflecting your weather you don't have to smile, i'll find some way to light the wet pavement in front of me that involves no lies, no "i'm fine" no way that's going to keep my head high anymore
eyes spilling honesty, feelings found when i opened them all the way just for a moment, but it was enough to let something in, something clean and *****, small but somehow it filled me right up to the brim
and now i'm spilling over with four-letter words care or **** because of the fear or love because there really is no other word for it
i gotta find something else to write about, this **** is getting old