What can I say?
they are hardworking,
they are tired,
yet they never complain.

Why is it?
I feel guilty,
I feel bad,
yet I never do anything.

Their cheerful smiles,
it roams across the room,
so why is it?
I feel somber.

Yet I know,
how could I ever?
it’ll just bring shame,
If I tell them what’s on my mind...