I
Could Cry
I
could cry
a
thousand tears
but
still
I
could not release
this
fear.
I
could down
a
million beers,
and
still there
would
be more tears.
Trying
to drink
my
troubles away,
only
causing more
harm
in my way.
For
my troubles
only
escalate,
trapped
in the
hands
of fate.
Which
only has
me
irate.
While
trying to hold on
to my
faith
so as
I cry,
my
tears will flow.
As I
release my fears,
it is
in those tears
that
I must grow.
As I
continue on the
path
that God wants
me to
go.
It is
apart of life
and a
fact,
that
more tears come,
and will continue to flow,
so I
cry.
