the sting of your palm on my cheek,
the tear that rolls down, turns the world bleak.

the scream that echoes in my mind,
my heart that beats too loud inside.

your words that cut into me like a knife
and my soul that weeps for my life.

you, who raised me.
why give me a soul then strip it away from me,
greet me into this world and then turn it into an early hell for me?

you, who raised me.
why did you even give birth to me?