A Boy

You are shining, with the darkest mind
You are smiling, with the wounded mind
You are alive, with the bloody mind

Why don't you cry?
Why don't you show your shadow?
Is it pressure?
Is it fear?

The road is too steep to keep walking
Nobody can walk
But you do, without help
You are too strong to say โ€œHelp meโ€
You are too weak to say โ€œHelp meโ€

Why don't you shout?
Why don't you wrap yourself?
Is it sadness?
Is it despair?

I hear your howl
I hear a boy crying
I feel your pain
I feel a boy wailing

You are shining, with the darkest mind
You are smiling, with the wounded mind
You are alive, with the bloody mind

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I write poetry in English.

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