We are so damaged.
Once in a while when someone tells us that they will be our listening ears, we will be so grateful.
We think of ways to pour our hearts in hope for some comfort.
But that doesnt happen in the end. We didnt have enough, courage to utter anything.
Our life goes on. We remain unhappy.
We let time heal our wounds. We find strength in time.
And we tell ourselves, all for a better future.
