Who Am I?

Who am I, I ask myself, A woman, a mother, a wife, It changes every time I answer. Who am I, I wonder, Why am I defined by the roles I assume? Why my role changes with people around me? Who am I, I ask, The hard question I ever faced! Is it that label … More Who Am I?

The Hidden Tears.

Buried deep within me Lay the pains from yesterdays. Careful was I to keep them hidden, Was that to live in a make-believe world I made for myself, Or to make others believe that I am untouched by the prickles? I visit those hidden tears, To feel those pains once more, To make me strong … More The Hidden Tears.