and, she always cries at night.
the tears a silent release of the pain and anger she carries
but,
what can she do?
she's not brave enough,
she's just a girl
a crybaby
she's just strong when the sun still rise and light up
but, at night?
she became a weak and a crybaby
because
she's just a little girl, a crybaby
longing warmth, love, affection, and attention for her parents,
she really indeed
needs those,
that she never had experience in her whole 18 years of existence in this world.
but, she can do nothing right?
because that's her life.
her life are broken and fucked up.
and,
she can't never change it. she can never have and experience it. never.
but,
she hopes.