Tears are what I shed when life is going wrong.

                           Years are what seem hopeless when life is hard and long.

                            Dears are people who I thought once cared.

                            Clears are what may happen when I stop and stare.

                            Peers are those who mock me as I walk down the hall.

                            Fears are what control me and always make me fall.

                           Tho all these are different they hold one common thing.

                           Each are apart of my life and sadness is what they bring.