Tears that Fell from Her Eyes

Drip, drip, drip, she saw tears that fell from her eyes, hitting the ground, and, she’d become, confused…

She’d, lowered her head to the ground, and inquired, “Why, are you all so sad?”, the tears didn’t reply, instead, even MORE of them joined that already accumulating puddle on the ground.

not my photo.

Tears that fell from her eyes, she couldn’t figure out why, she’s not sad, not really, and yet, the way she’s “showing” herself makes people interpret her moods as sad.

Tears that fell from her eyes, they were, merely, an expression of her wide variety of emotions.  She cries when she’s happy, she cries when she’s moved, she cries when she’s sad, upset.  She’d, used her tears, to experience the world.  That, was how she was, “made”.

not my photo still.

Tears that fell from her eyes, they now, evaporate, before they ever, reach the hardwood floor, and, there are, NO tearstains anywhere, there’s just, NO more traces of those tears she used to cry anywhere!

Tears that fell from her eyes, she could, vaguely remember them, for, it’d been, such a long time since she’d cried, in fact, she hadn’t cried, since from when she was a young child, long, long, long ago…………