Tears

Does anybody know why I’m here?

I need to explain it to my tears—

What to do with all these fears

That always feel so near.

Do you think I’m meant to die?

Tell me the truth, don’t feed me lies,

What’s the meaning of being alive

When so many just say goodbye?

What can I do for them

When they embrace their hell?

How can I understand them

If they fear themselves as well?

What’s my purpose in this land?

What am I supposed to do with my hand?

If I’m just a man

Who only knows the weight of this harm.

Tin Bojanic

CHEATING TRAGEDY