Tears. Oh, Beautiful Tears

They cry in pain.
They cry in happiness.
They cry in despair.
They cry in desperation.
They cry in loss.
They cry in hunger.
They cry....

Tears. Oh, beautiful tears.
How many wounds ye hath healed.
How many hearts ye hath joined.
How many starving stomachs ye hath filled.
How many hopes ye hath killed.
How many dreams ye hath broken.
How many faiths ye hath shaken.
How many minds ye hath rattled.
Tears. Oh, beautiful tears.

They cry for no reason.
Damn these eyes.
I wish I didn't have 'em.
Tears. Oh, beautiful tears.
I wish I hadn't shed 'em.

Am I prepared??

Priorities...
Responsibilities....
Liabilities....
Am I prepared?
What's my age, again??
The journey from the womb to the coffin is all I've got.
Shall I just stay naive??
Or should I experience my flights of fantasy??
I am torn.
I am confused.
I am in love...
With my girl,with my life,with my friends.
Who should I choose?
I cannot be the garbage bin anymore.
I cannot take anyone else's trash.
I'm too full.
Where do I put my trash?
I want to explode.
The rebellion isn't far away.
I want my Utopia.