Somewhere in these eyes,
lies a human of broken dreams.
Please,
don't u see?
All the pain that you have caused me.
As thick, gloomy, and grey as the clouds may be,
the light might someday shine upon me.
And when it does,
hopefully you will know;
That like a flower,
we shall grow.
New roots will come to enjoy and spread.
And later,
leaves will distribute our emotions that we tend to hold onto,
even by a thread.
