Tear, Oh Tear

Tear, Oh Tear

Tear, Oh Tear

Tear; oh tear…will you please dry?
I can’t have you running right out of my eye
For not all the public could gander at me
With a wet, sloppy face of sobbing to see

Tear; oh tear…will you please dry?
Not one other should is allowed to see me cry
For they’ll try to comfort or console my heart
And they do not belong there, so don’t you even start

Tear; oh tear…will you please dry?
It’s time to live life and it’s time to fly!
No need to stay stuck in despair
No need to take on everyone else’s care

Tear; oh tear…will you please dry?
Id rather just utter a simple, short sigh
And keep on walking ‘til I reach my favorite place
When I finally get there, don’t care about my face

Tear; oh tear…will you please dry?
“Hell no! Hell no!” (it says) “I’d rather be a sty!”
“That way I could forever irritate,
instead of letting it out when it is but its fate.”

Tear; oh tear…will you please dry?
Thank you so much for making me so meek
Not that I need to be subtle all the time
Yet, tears can shed away the build-up of excess grime

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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