Like a silver coin that drops on the ground,
It has many shapes but mostly it's round,
It is a sign of sadness and joy,
Whether you're a girl or a boy.
It breaks and disappear when you touch,
Like an egg that already hatched,
It was delivered to you emotionally,
And drops on your face physically.
It is the eye who produced,
And it's your mind and heart who reduced,
You can't stop your tears to drop,
So while it's early make yourself stop.
A/N:Tears,tears,tears do love me..
