Why do tear threaten my eyes 

When I have reason for sorrow?

And why does my heart feel as if it might break 

When I haven't been hurt?

And how can I feel so alone?

When we're both here together at home?

And why don't the vultures scare me?

When they come with omens of death?

And why is my soul already mourning?

When I'm not dead yet?

Because you often forget about the sadness I hide on the inside

And I have been hurt so many times that I've lost track

And in my pain I am alone

As for the vultures I'll welcome them home

And my soul isn't mourning for my death

It's mourning that it hasn't happened yet

But no worries it's coming soon

Because this life will be the death of me

 I can't tell if this is good or not, but I hope you enjoyed. Sorry it's been so long since I last updated, I went on a camping trip and got sick. But I'm back now so updates should be coming more frequently! Yay! :)