I seem 2 hate someone 2 criticize y my tears seem 2 fall to my feet forming a puddle of my life softly going down my pretty brown round cheeks, soothing 2 my chin dripping 2 a reflection of u...when the infatuation between me n he was real but soon faded away like it wasn't a deal see n my eyes u might see fear but don't wonder why...just make up a white lie thinking it's because of u? when truth is..I'm afraid of u? But No! I'm not 2 delirious or think its facetious 2 waste my time of u these tears have a meaning searching 4 a shoulder maybe even a tissue...