When I’m hurt, when I’m in pain,
The sky turns grey, it begins to rain.
When I’m sad, when I’m crying;
It feels like maybe I’m dying!
When my pain is too much to bear,
When my life is really unfair,
I shut myself to be left alone,
I sigh, lament and moan.
My eyes sting and turn red,
As I silently weep in bed.
Sorrow has been with me all along,
But no regrets- it has made me strong!
Written By Shumila Malik