Through One's Eyes
The pain,
the torture.
How can this girl,
deal with all of this?
My life not so perfect,
but better than hers.
At least,
I don't have her bruises.
Break the silence,
let your whispers out.
Please, let it out,
before it's too late.
Don't hide anymore,
show your pain.
Everything will be okay,
I promised.
But you didn't listen I see,
poor girl.
Why didn't you listen?
I wanted to help.
Where will I go now?
I've lost this girl.
Who am I?
..Oh. I'm her mother..her abuser...
...And I regret everything.
the torture.
How can this girl,
deal with all of this?
My life not so perfect,
but better than hers.
At least,
I don't have her bruises.
Break the silence,
let your whispers out.
Please, let it out,
before it's too late.
Don't hide anymore,
show your pain.
Everything will be okay,
I promised.
But you didn't listen I see,
poor girl.
Why didn't you listen?
I wanted to help.
Where will I go now?
I've lost this girl.
Who am I?
..Oh. I'm her mother..her abuser...
...And I regret everything.