Thoughts come out your mouth. Fear and sadness come out your eyes . Broken pieces of you come out sometimes. Oh yeah more, goes into your loins where possibilitys come out of . Shaken to the core rattled in them bones , comes out of your pores . What happened to get you to such a desperate beg . Thought of how to talk your way out of it . Sick of all the tears , put the junk in fire .where does it come from this will to carry on . I have seen it in the close ones , guidence with Grace . What to do when harshness comes , the hard exposure , does it make them have hardiness all that distress .who's stronger after a fall , which ones the know it all . Experience comes with a cost , many are lost .