I know that you expected a softer man
Who could cry with you when you cried
In my home I never learned how to do that
But it’s because of you that I’ve tried.
So when I see that you are crying
I poke needles into my hazel eyes
Not because I want to hurt myself
But in the hope you’ll notice I try.
In the hope you’ll notice I cry.
©ronvdm777
January 2020
©ronvdm777
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