my father's eyes, my mother's rage
I wish I could have cried in my mother's arms, but she was always crying in mine.
it was too heavy to carry as a child, I didn't grow stronger, I grew tired.
I love her, I wanted to love all her sadness away. but a child cannot heal their mother's pain.
I wish I could have cried in my mother's arms, but she was always crying in mine.
it was too heavy to carry as a child, I didn't grow stronger, I grew tired.
I love her, I wanted to love all her sadness away. but a child cannot heal their mother's pain.