Sunday, March 11, 2012
Unspoken
When I see the disappointments in your eyesMy heart breaks, it shatters.
I hate those despair you show me,
Close to hopelessness and defeat.
I decide to stay nonchalant
I don't want to be emotionally laboured along with you
Because I've got so many other things on my shoulders
School, and everything else.
I know I am selfish
But it's hard for me.
You raised me to be pampered like a princess
But now, I have to be strong and tough.
My heart hurts, it aches to see
What used to be my pillars of support
Fall down in front of me.
In these months I've learnt
To become silent and conserved
But deep down, my dear parents,
Do know that my heart never hurt more than this.
your name
wrote at ;; 1:59 AM
