Escaping from positive chaos
Closing the door on happiness
Things are all too well
For me to enjoy them
Tears form in my eyes
Tears of joy
Tears of promise
Tears of mistrust
The good can’t last
Can it?
This is what I want
This is what I need
But is it real?
Will it end like the others?
Suspicion overrides joy
The origin of my tears
They are unknown
Finding a reason is futile
Longing for a reason is apparent
