It has always been easy for you
To step on me
Because at the end of the day
I will always understand you

I have always wondered
What you always meant by
Everything’s gonna be fine
Because none of these is fine

I am a lost child
With an empty stomach
No matter how much I eat
I still crave for something else

I am your lost child
The beginning of your misery
The echo of your anxiety
A slave to your trauma