It's days like these,
That I wish for drops of salty sea
To fall down my cheek.
There is something in which I seek;
Though I don't know,
This thing is making me feel so low.
It is insecurities in me,
I need reassurance, you see.
Do you really care?
I ask, as my heart is laid out bare,
Will you even answer this?
For it could be you that I miss.
Why don't these drops of salty sea
Just fall gently down my cheek.
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