
What Good Are Tears?
I lay in bed Tears silently streaming across my face I wipe them away But not before they could leave their mark on my pillow Reminding me of their presence I flip my pillow over Hoping the tears are done They have no place here Because, no matter how many tears I cry... Tears won’t make the sadness disappear Tears won’t bring me back to China Tears won’t put my life back together again Tears won’t fill this gaping hole inside me Tears won’t reunite me with friends, coworkers