Tear-Soaked Thoughts Of You

A tear-soaked face
And blood-shot eyes
That's what you've uncovered
Not at all a disguise

I am trying
Oh so hard
But that tone in your voice
Tells me your the glass shard

The one that plunges my heart
Hurts me all the time
All I've got to say
Ain't worth a dime

I'm not doing so well
At getting used to things
But I don't need all the pressure
You're putting on me

I'm at my breaking point
Is that what you wanted
Cause your daughter is
All teary-eyed and feeling faulted

I don't mean to cause trouble
I don't mean to hurt anyone
But bit-by-bit
I'm closing in on being a no-one

A tear-soaked face
And blood-shot eyes
Like so many others, and yourself
This is what your mask disguises

But that tear-soaked face
Is your "dear old daughter"
Although this one feels like
You ought to be slaughtered

I don't mean harm
Or pain of any kind
And I didn't want
To end up with a cry

But you pushed me
Off the ledge
Right as I came down
You laughed once again

So now here I am
Unwanting of you
Writing this poem
With tear-soaked thoughts of you