Eyes are not for crying
They're for viewing
The most beautiful things in the world
They're our precious windows
They show us the universe
What Gods have created..
Our eyes are not meant
They're not to be for sorrow
They're a gift to see colors,
The every one we love
And the beauty of the Earth.
We must treasure..
My eyes are not for crying
Mine tell a thousand tales
They're for hiding a soul
One which is nonexistent
They do not have tears
Those have dried up long before
The windows have no joy
Nor pain nor light nor love
They have become veils
To guard the empty heart
My eyes are not for crying
They'll never never be...
Shann