Tears
My eyes fill up again
I don't want to cry anymore
But I can't stop them
From falling down my cheeks
Soon my nose will run
And the stares on the street
Will drive me over the edge
I want to scream at them
'It's not my fault
He left me'
But instead
I glare back
As they stare
At my eyes
Rimmed with red
The tears
Slowly dripping down my cheeks
In a zigzag pattern
