My eyes and My tears

I'm okay to talk about it but sometimes the words escape me

Excitement runs through my veins

The memories choke me to the point of making me shed tears

Regardless, I'll stretch far to make you feel what I feel

My eyes look where I can't stare

My tears flow where I can't cry

Sitting on a wall of stress 

And my feet dangling in a river of depression

If you have the idea to photograph me of where I am

55mm will not be the guaranteed distance for a high-quality image

The torments will change their caricature

Alone, strange, without a guide

You are lucky if you have someone who has your back

I build my own mirror in order to see where I can't

School teaches you lessons before it tests you

But life is testing you to teach you lessons

As a result of taking the life test

I have learned that sometimes I must pretend everything is fine.