It starts from the eye
a drop
filled with pain
but to show it not
it is just a mist
just a rush of breathlessness
to show not the emotion
to show not the feel
it is just to give another face of excuse
a pretense
a rigidity
a stubbornness
the times have changed
it would be a laugh
but now to carry it all
to try to stick to the ways now
it is a solid wall
who to blame
it is times now that have changed
when we once thought
that we were ourselves the ways out.
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