Her Tears that Fall
She tries not to cry,
as she can’t be harmed.
She grabs her gun,
just to be armed.
She cries as she walks,
toward a certain house.
She doesn’t want to do this,
but she must be quiet as a mouse.
With her gun she enters the house,
owned by a certain boy.
Her ex boyfriend to be exact,
He thought she was just a toy.
She walked to his room,
she remembered it well.
She did some things,
that she can never tell.
She shoots at him,
as tears roll on her face.
She writes a note,
and puts it on the case.
“Bye bitch.” it says,
“Don’t forget to call.”
She walks out of the house,
as her tears fall.
as she can’t be harmed.
She grabs her gun,
just to be armed.
She cries as she walks,
toward a certain house.
She doesn’t want to do this,
but she must be quiet as a mouse.
With her gun she enters the house,
owned by a certain boy.
Her ex boyfriend to be exact,
He thought she was just a toy.
She walked to his room,
she remembered it well.
She did some things,
that she can never tell.
She shoots at him,
as tears roll on her face.
She writes a note,
and puts it on the case.
“Bye bitch.” it says,
“Don’t forget to call.”
She walks out of the house,
as her tears fall.