Yes, his mother passed away,
but he'd never thought he'd see the day,
he shed a tear in public.

He couldn’t deal,
Couldn’t make it, through the school day,
His fathers words, only making it worse.

“Stop your crying son! Get over it!”
He’d yell.

It made his tears flow faster,
Empty though, they were,
He knew it was coming,
And it overtook him.

So throughout the day,
He hears,
“Oh by the way, I’m Sorry,”

Are they really?
All those liars,
Telling you what you want to hear,
But does it matter,
If it isn’t sincere?

Is life important,
If you’ve lost the only one that cares?
Does it matter now,
If he wastes his life on idiotic dares?

Drugs, alcohol,
Parties, girls,
And all he wants is his mother back.

Empty tears,
Over and over,
And nobody is being sincere.

His dad yells,
His sister killed herself,
His friends abandon him,
And so his tears are hollow.

People smile,
When they see the tear,
But they just don’t know,
The pain that’s here.

His family is torn,
Left to die,
All he has,
Are tears.

The consequence,
Is laughter,
From those liars.

“Oh, by the way, I’m Sorry,”

Liars, deceivers,
And the false truth,
Falls on him.

Drugs, alcohol,
Parties, girls,
And all he wants is his mother back.

The end point,
The result,
Pain, humiliation,
The consequence,
Nobody there,
To care.

Empty tears,
Over and over,
And nobody is being sincere.

So yes, his mother passed away,
And now you have the reason, behind the day,
He shed a tear, in public.