BE[LIE]VE

i can make them cry too

they makes me cry again.
by calling me lazy and ungrateful.
by calling me useless.
by stomp on my feelings.
by saying things they shouldn't have said to their daughter.
they're my parents.
they're my family.
with the images of silent ones in the family.
they thought i don't care about their words.
little did they know the words keeps repeating in my mind until i sleep.
little did they know i never got the good dream now.
little did they know i can make them cry too.
when they found my lifeless and cold body in my room.