My Hidden Tears
I hid myself in my room
And tears start to form my eyes
Soon my tears get heavier
It fall from my eyes
caressing my pink cheek continuously
I hidden it so my mother won't see
The pain that I’m encountering after what I hear
That my mother has a hole in her heart
It really stress me out
To hear what she has
My heart is aching and so is my head
My soul is melting in my heart
And hope died down...
The disease she has
That form her lung
Leave 37% for her to live
She carry oxygen every where she goes...
The cause is not because she smoke
But inhalation of bomb during the Khmer Rouge
That's not all she have but she have heart problem too
Her heat beat uncontrollably that could lead up to 150
It's not fun and it's not easy..
To see my mother encountering such hell
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