We speak of happy moments
And then we suddenly weep.
We speak of sorrowful nights
And then we give a sigh
We think of forgotten days
And then bring a look of dismay
We put up broken pieces
And then paint our face of grimace
Not a second that our emotions flatter
As if to make us feel a little bit lighter
It is there to remind us were human
And not just some blank mistaken plan
We express it with water from eyes
A liquid we only know what lies
It helps us ease all the burden
These tears became the words unspoken.
Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 10:04 AM UTC
We speak of happy moments
And then we suddenly weep.
We speak of sorrowful nights
And then we give a sigh
We think of forgotten days
And then bring a look of dismay
We put up broken pieces
And then paint our face of grimace
Not a second that our emotions flatter
As if to make us feel a little bit lighter
It is there to remind us were human
And not just some blank mistaken plan
We express it with water from eyes
A liquid we only know what lies
It helps us ease all the burden
These tears became the words unspoken.