Tell me everything

I remember pouring down tears at night
But they reached the ground as fresh dews by morning
I feel that that only time I truly appreciated light
Was when I stood in front and darkness was behind
I feel those times when we think we’re down
Are the bounces that lift us higher than we used to be
We have to fail if we must succeed
Die like the seed if we must become a tree
They admire gold
People love gold but not the fire
He perceives that if he must be refined, he needs to be ‘refired’
She lets go even before her scars become a medal on her neck
I hear this and I tweet that
The taste of tears is not sour but sweet
I relax because
The best only comes when we lose the better

Tochi