an unfinish song or poem or whatever you wanna call it.

Being happy isn't real,
I couldn't resist the tears,
One drop at a time
The emptiness appears,
The pain, the helplessness,
What the broken heart fears.
Don't close me in this world
Where happiness never last,
becomes a past,
and ending in broken glass.
I cry.
But the worlds doesn't collide,
it doesn't realise,
that I can't,
keep on smiling
while tears are falling
and still pretending.
I cry.
But the sun's still rising
and rain's still falling
on me.
And I'm left with nothing.

....