Oh dear mam,
I wish I could stay
But you see the trio,
They're coming this way

Oh little tears, little tears
Oh can you please decide;
Can you roll down those familiar cheeks,
Just take them as a guide

Don't clog up this little exit
And please don't just stay there,
Don't jam up my already constricted throat
Just let out all this despair

Oh little tears, little tears
Oh can you please decide;
Right now, I can agree with you that
Maybe I should've died

A crazy, mad decision,
Probably foolish too,
But I shall call on them
To come for me
Just hope they don't stick
Like glue

I have never felt
This awake
Talking to
Nobody but
Myself

All of them gone tonight,
Yet my eyes refuse to close and
My mind refuses to rest

I used to think they were
My commas to my sentences,
The neverending "and"s,
But now I've learnt that maybe
They were the full stop to

The end.

One in the morning and
They're still screaming

As I lay here once again
And for once, on this night,
The trio are nowhere in sight

I am but left with my
Mangled thoughts of worry,
Still recovering partially

Oh do I feel what I feel?
Because for once in my life,
— Or least this night of the calmest strife,

I feel nothing but this strange
Guilt of some sort,
But why?

Oh please
Let me not
Be another of
Your burdens