A MAN’S TEARS

A MAN’S TEARS
I’ve got some depression’s caution
And being overwhelmed by emotions,
I’m missing my quiet times, 
how I used to lay back in slow motion
I never though I’d reminiscing by the ocean
Now as my cigarette burns
I watch it’s ashes blow away, 
I see the seconds and the days, 
of your day coming your way
whilst my heart keeps filling with hate 
and even though so, I still roll in my Escalade 
all the way to Love Boulevard
down different memory lanes, 
I’ve been wailing, weeping and crying,
and my hope is slowly dying
Too many thoughts, fight in my mind
My tears don’t dry despite, 
my scars that go wide inside 
For all the pain in my heart, 
that I’m feeling, spearing every night
For every single drop of tears
that I’ve shed over the years, 
Just like the philosophic Zulu says
a man’s tears never fall on the ground
For everything that goes around,
it surely comes back around
…your day is coming.