I left the house with a heavy heart,
As if I was hit by a dart.
Travelled trying to hold back tears,
Tears that I kept in me for years.
If only they knew my point of view,
Maybe they'll understand a few.
Now, I don't know what to do,
Wondering if I should continue.
My question in life has always been the same,
It's the curiosity that keeps me insane.
I can do it for them if they don't want to,
But who would do it for me when I get tired too?