Tears

If you don't feel sorry for yourself then who is there to feel your pain? trying to be in someone else's shoes never really feels quite the same the affect and sentiment in truth fits you only like your name so who would care when you despair with just yourself to blame a shame to have emotions that press to take their toll to let the flood gates open when you have lost control tears a release of pressure too much inside to hold like old regrets that rise from depths until the heart turns cold.