We are all human after all that happened,
the pain remain in my heart,
when i felt the pain of my simplicity i didn't knew i have lost so much,
yet she look at me in the eyes and told me,
the truth about my life has never hurt me this far after the
death of my grandparent but this is really a reality,
father of two if not three yet still thinks like the child
with his grandparents.
the heart hurts really much right now.
i'm what he made me but i lost myself respect being myself,
she was right.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem