My eyes said

My eyes said to me, "please stop crying
we got so tired and you aren't even trying
when you cry, you make us look dull and fade
or cause us to heart and cover us with a dark shade"

"We used to look pretty and smart
before sadness knew the way to your heart
everyone said we were wide and full of passion
but you chose to destroy us without discussion"

"When tears go down on your face,
they take life of it leaving empty space
they make others see you so weak,
like someone depending on a thin streak"

"We sometimes need tears so as not to go dry,
but you don't know that, so you refuse to cry
it's strange that when we really need tears,
you try to stop them having your own fears"

"With our help, you see this beautiful nature
we also make you a very pretty creature
yet, you hurt us and you are hardly grateful
we don't need a thankyou, it's God to whom you should be thankful"

I said, "to some extent, yes, you are right
but it isn't that easy as you thik, it's a big fight
I really want to stop crying but itis a hard task
and I know it's God whom I should thank and ask"