Weepy eyed souls, wandering into my heart. Too much has been gone here, and if it’s not one thing, it’s another. Bed so cold, and sadness stains when smiles are so far. Days full of fear, but then I remember I am a daughter. Tarnished beings. What is happiness? Memories of blue waters; so far from home. Something worth beating. Fake smiles at best.We don’t want to feel alone when there are dreams to be altered.