These tears are yours
but they fall from my eyes
forbidden in this place
so I try to disguise
but its really no use
I'm thinking of you
I wonder if you miss me
the way that I do
wonder if your wondering
what I'm doing now
as I am needing you
and writing it down
Yet its pretty pathetic
when you'll be there tomarrow
but you always make better
the things that cause sorrow
the tears are still here
until I'm with you once more
It will be all right then
I'll remove my face from the floor
Yes everything will be better tomarrow
although its bad at the moment
I'll be with you in no time at all
but this poem gives me a vent