The Norm

A lightened heart
Full of hope
Like a bird song
But it was choked
By these bitter glassy eyes

A lip turned
Resentful sneer
A heart plunged
It sank with fears
Where are tears when there's need to cry?

Just a boy
Who needs a smile
Tries so hard
Receives only bile
Air is warm, but failure chills the skin

Poor attempt
A fruitless try
To bring love back
To a hardened eye
Is there any point? For I will never win