As I falter with every step I take,
You'll reach out to grab my trembling body,
I'll remember you in my dreamless dreams,
As the image of your face has been sculpted leaving no freckle behind,
Your presence is not forgotten,
As our mother lashes out,
You'll understand that I can't protect you,
You will cry with me when we are alone,
We have become closer through our insecurities,
Maybe our father will understand,
With his insecurities,
Or will the leash that the dictator holds,
Suppress his brilliant mind,
With the future unsteady,
I will wait my turn,
As my insecurities seize me,
I will place the shades that shadow my eyes,
To protect me from others pain,
You will wonder who I have become,
As I am no longer certain myself,
But my morals are still intact,
Even though my confidence has melted away,
Maybe tomorrow will be better,
With the dictator pointing fingers,
I will emotionally endure the consequences given to myself,
I'll cry for your pain,
From the decisions you made,
Gained through the support that I gave,
As you alone suffer,
This will be my sign of remorse for the pain that is experienced by you,
It's a poem