Ponder

Should I, should I tell 'em , How I , how I ponder , The urge to surrender for their love and care. When a tear rolled down near my lip ; When my friend's father patted her head Her mom blew a kiss while dropping off. The emotion it holds, Though they aren't good at expressing or is it me ? Surrounded by lights but still couldn't figure out which is me . They crowned me with so much liability . Deep inside the trench I'm talking with darkness, it's the reality. Even nature has the right to express how it feels , Why am I not ? The crystal wants to let it out of my eye. Am I a sin? What if I trip or fall , without a chance to learn ? There is only a mirror to talk about how I feel When I wasn't even allowed to rest a tear and yell They forgot I too sometimes need to rest the crystal out of my eye , so it doesn't bother both in heart and eye .....