Seeming as if it will be shed any moment,
Why does this droplet of a tear,
Not release from the eye?
Even if there’s no smoke,
It is not as if there is nothing
Burning inside me.
As I look within,
Why do I not find
My soul inside me?
Surrounded by a crowd,
Why can I not find someone
Who belongs to me?
The smile on my lips,
How many can it fool?
It is not as if
My heart is not crying within me.
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