Tears

To you , myself ,
Would you think of me ?
Would you try ?
Try to be ?
Try to start ? To begin ?
Isn’t it ?
When will you ever learn ?
When will you ever learn to live ?
When will you ever live ?
When will you go over your mental barriers ?
And you mental driven life ?
When will you ever be free of your mind ? Or even heart .
Of this character , these circumstances , this unthankful self , this lying self ,
Change learn change learn change learn ,
Does it matter ?
Are you gonna for once , stick to sth that make you feel worth living for ?
One single thing ?
If you’re not taking care of yourself what are you waiting for
If you’ll never swim how will you catch the wave ,
But i wonder , is there a story ?
Your story ?
Will it happen ? Someday somehow somewhere ?
Do they exist ? Do they ?
Do you ?
Will you ever know ?
Even know god ?
Will you ever fear him ?
Love him ?
While knowing it’s true ?
Will you ever try caring for once , for once , for that little kid still waiting ? Still gazing ?
I’m begging you ,
I know you have no way to know , no way to know how to start , or try , or is there , but you’re gonna blame your past in a distant future like all over again , like always …
Will you take care of your dying heart , aching body , that you’re even locking it to run away from you ?
Will you ever dream a good dream to wake up and find yourself in it ?
Will you ever be freed from all this shit , nonsense , bullshit
In you and everything else
Will you be you ?
Will you not be you ?
Will you will ?
I can’t tell you to find a will , because i know i need to tell you to will to find also ,
And i know I’m throwing these in void ,
And that there’s nothing in your hands , and what if
Could you fight your tears if so ?
Could you now ?
The tears that ain’t coming
And the tears that are ,
And the tears of loving ,
And the tears of every scar ,
The tears of tearing ,
Tearing apart ,
Far .