Tears
These tears I weep all alone in my bed
they pour from my soul and clear my head
They make me remember times long ago
just a little girl, so full of woe.
This little girl was so happy and free
not a care in the world and so full of glee
Then something happened to break her heart
just a little girl, it was just the start.
Years of pain and "secrets" to many
"don't tell and I'll give you a penny"
But the time has come before I die
To tell the world, ohhh, how I cry.
It is time to cleanse and clear the soul
of all the hurt that was never told
"I am a good person" I want to yell
It is the time of my life for me to tell.