A tear of sorrow,
a hope of tommorow,
Wishing upon every eyelash that falls,
without him will I be able to stand tall?
All that is left of me are merely scars,
And in my skies there are left no stars,
don't think I'm a fool,
I wouldn't use my body as a tool.
I would never physically harm myself,
but memories cause pain itself.
Tears of blood I fear shall never stop,
oh how I just want to drop.
Laying on the floor I peek,
a star in the sky I seek.
But to my dismay,
I cannot find even a hint of ray.
When shall I see a day?
That's not full sadness and people who just say they're okay.
When we know it's not true,
but we feel there is nothing we can do.
I seek, I seek,
I peek, I peek,
but not a single star I see.
Tears leak, they leak,
week, after week,
But not a day is there,
in which I spot my star anywhere.
I guess it's time I stopped fighting my fate,
I guess it's time I realized the stars are fake,
I guess it's time to stop reasoning why...
I guess it's time to accept,
to accept,
my starless sky.
