Status: Caps and punctuation abandoned for stylistic purposes.

Real Tears

are raindrops

i cant see through them theyre not my friends they make everything blur and multiply is this still right im surprised it is so far they make the bad things worse they make me feel empty they run down my skin and damp me with their poison please take the vein that hosts them out i dont need them anymore they dont make me human they make me monstrous they make me sad they make me angry or do i do that to them is that why they hate me why they take revenge they suck my breath they tremble my hands they waste my eyes they exhaust me and i have nothing left to give they tell me im alive but i dont want to live