TEARS ON MY PILLOW

THE LIGHT WENT OFF THE SUN WENT DOWN THE MOON IS OUT FRIST ONE NOW TWO NOW THREE THE THIRD TEAR IS ROLLING DOWN MY FACE AND ON TO MY PILLOW THE TEARS KEEP COMING DOWN MY FACE I TRY TO STOP THEM BUT THERE STILL THERE A FEELING I DONT WANT TO BE IS HERE THE FEELING OF UNHAPPIES HAS COME UPON ME I TRY AGAIN TO STOP THERE TEARS BUT AS I EXPECTED THERE STILL THERE