I matter

Stare and compareYou think, “how unfair”No longer compare or stareAnd finally whisper, “I no longer care”

A single Cry

A single breath into the worldThat cry that breaks the rooms’ silenceThose tears that roll downWhat awaits beyond those four walls,Do you think those eyes will cry no more? I never chose life, life chose me. I guess this is the end of my story, or is it?