The thought

The thought on it's own is a poem The mind on its own is a poem The sorrows on their own is a story what more can I say if my life can narrate it's own The thought on it's own is a poem the mind on it's own is a poem. The sorrows on their own is a story what more could I say about my self if only tears can pour out my eyes The sad story I write is the description of how my life is like The thoughts on it's own is a poem once I ink down I need a reader once I ink down I need a narrate I tried to read my own story, but am tired of tears on my face rather I leave it those that needs to hear a story of my life