Teary Souls

Somedays when you are wrong, 

It hurts deep inside to make the unsorted things right. 

Somedays when you don't feel the air within you, 

It hurts deep inside to make the unsorted things right.

Somedays when you know you have no one beside you, 

It hurts from within to crave for a hand to join your solitude soul. 

Somedays when the cheeks are wet, 

The forlorn heart soothes itself with the belief that everything will be bright another day. 

Somedays you strive hard to smile, 

Somedays you cry to your heart's content, 

Somedays you are alone enough, 

Somedays the loneliness drives you strong, 

The teary eyes and the strong heart, 

The life of yours is to work hard, 

The day that has gone will never come again, 

Forgive the souls.

Repair the heart,

Because they too cry in agony and despair, 

When they are alone.