Have you ever imagined,
From where comes the endless flow of tears?
Vivid from her innocent self is the fear of what is to come.
But now I tell you,
The shown tears are accumulated tears from within.
It’s the feelings I failed to express,
It’s the words I was scared to speak,
It’s the anger I thought it wasn’t necessary to show in order to maintain a war-free atmosphere.
They are the pediatricians, the nurses that nurtured my bitterness.They cuddled my pain until it was old enough to survive independently.
It’s not the ones you know,it is those ones within that tormented me the most.