I grew up way too fast , My childhood didn’t last From a young age I started hiding my pain, Thinking, crying won’t help me gain
Yes,I understood the problems of my parents.
And., maybe thats the reason why they never knew when I was going through some tough moments
I still can’t accept the fact that I lost my granny and nan Yet, I always tried to be a strong woman
No one really know how or when I suffer As I make myself look a lot more tougher
Deep down I am just person who really needs a hug, I am still waiting for the person who can make me feel snug
I belive in “love can heal” But, love is something I might never feel
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