let me out
of this cage,
I can't escape
a world of pain,
and the drought
from all the tears I
no longer have the
energy to produce.

if I smiled, would you like me then?
if my eyes weren't always filled with tears,
just waiting to be let out of their cages,
would you like me then?
when will I be enough for your love,
is it when all of mine runs out?

I light a match
just to see the flame
feel the warmth.
I blow it out
just to feel some power
over anything in my life.