weak

my eyes are red

but i haven't been smoking

i even went to bed

i do believe i'm just broken

they won't stop

by they i mean the tears

as each one drops

another thought in my head clears

sometimes it's good to release them

whether alone or with company

even if some do not condemn

they are nothing more than somebody

somebody who does not care

is somebody who does not matter

so ignore their evil glare

it's ok to shatter