My heart is breaking
Because today,
You, my sweet angel,
Saw me break.
I, who am supposed to be
Your rock,
Showed you that I indeed
Am so weak.
You were not supposed to see me
In such an awful state.
I did not know you were watching
And heard my pathetic cry.
My heart is breaking,
My sweet angel,
Because
I had hoped to raise you
The way I wish I had been:
Happy and naive
Clueless to the truth of the lie
That adults never cry.