I look at myself and wonder why my eyes are always full of sorrow. I'll think and think until I remember the one I love has broken my heart then I'll know why they are full of sorrow. But the next time I look at myself I'll say cheer up and smile. I'll grin and then I'll think why feel this way he is just a guy then I'll smile with big cheerful tears streaming down my face then I'll look back at myself one more time and say why did I ever see my eyes full of sorrow.
