the windy tears

I cry so hard as life will get so real,
blind by lust away the tears.
deep in the ocean blue its hard to be true,
hoping for the rain to dry today. I seek so high to be kind wishing everything will stay the same.

I believe in myself asking for help.
being scared to unfold,
sitting here asking why is the weather so cold,
walking talking thinking that's how i was told. Dreaming about the pass. mad at the world cause people telling me i will crash.

Change my ways for better days.
having trouble just to cure the pain,
writing this poem to stay away.Many people to care this is how i feel when in Tears.