I look in the mirror
And all I see is pain
Eyes clouded with sorrow
Teardrops that could stain
This sometimes prompts me to think
About what tends to be hidden behind the blinds
Hearts that try to find comfort-
The solace we are desperate to find
The people with the broadest smiles
Have pillows soaked with tears
And the bravest ones you've known
Are crippled by their fears.
Life can be uneasy
The journey is sometimes unclear
But what's watered in sorrow
Will certainly be worth the tears.