Puddles

I cry puddles of tears in fear that I’m gonna die alone.

 I cry puddles of tears with no explanation at all.

I drown in my puddles of tears all alone and  don’t let anyone know and just me and these puddles of tears it shall be.

 I like the rain when it stops and the sun shines and shines over the puddles because it tells me when I cry puddles of tears that there is a brighter day ahead