When your heart is overwhelmed,
Your handle it to your mom &dad,
And me?
When I can't keep it longer to myself,
I tell these walls,
These walls hear me even better,
Don't they?
They can caress and give me comfort,
I mean , these walls made of blocks,
When you're broken into pieces,
Your mom collects them and fixes you,
Then you say" my mom is my hero"
And me?
when I break, and my pieces scattered,
I'm must be worrying of the distance, because I am the only one to collect them,
I crawl like snake, Telling myself
"I should be my own hero"
I mend my pieces using blood and sweat,
Isn't funny, huh??
Your dad hugs you tightly,
Your mom kisses passionately,
I will tell you my case,
I kiss their faces in a frame,
I hug their graves,
Isn't lovely??
Is this love not so much alive huh?
Celebrate their anniversaries,
mother's day and father's day,
Talk to me about your parents,
Like I have ones,
But I will let you know that,
I only celebrate, when I get a cup
of water and a slice of bread,
I mean water from anywhere,
I mean bread from anywhere,
Am not happier?
Happier than happier??
©highness11
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