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 shouldn’t 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
Don’t mind if it starts raining
Releasing is part of it don’t 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