She’s crying, how dare she cry. I hate it when she does that. Hate,Hate,HATE, but her eyes only show sorrow. How am I suppose to compete with that? “STOP!” I yell, but it doesn’t work. She sobs, uncontrollably like a water fall, her eyes an endless pool some how overflowing. How dare she cry at a time like this. I’m supose to be scolding her, sharping her like a dagger, And then she cry’s. Her silent tears begging me for forgiveness, No, No, NO! I can’t give in, not now not ever. All I yell is met by innocent eyes, She doesn’t understand, She whimpers” I’m sorry” I go to the door” actions speak louder than words”. The door slams shut. I can hear her crying, but I can’t comfort her, I don’t care if she hates me. She needs to to stronger, She needs to survive