Sad Transparent Eyes

From the branch of each tree it was time it daily flew each child with sunlight struggled on and grew. In youth my needs like yours were known and few it was nothing else but pain and trauma, trauma knew. Inward looking out the child we were we knew that what we saw and felt was plain to all of those whom said before we felt their hate on U.S. Could the truth be told and love was not the feeling that a child before should know? A centered child knows where the sun will set and north is to the right not left of it. Should we love them both or one above the other knowing now that we know they know that we now know just what they did. Some few of you because you fear that what they did to you, is why you never had a child. The cycle they were in but could not break because one drank the other doing drugs and so the cause of it the it of tears the it of things that should have been but never came to pass. Most blamed it on the ghetto where they live or the middle class the children of those parents always gone because divorced you bounced from one and then the other. The numbness nothing felt and so you cut you sliced your self and mom and dad to you don't seem to care. Or mom screams and yells and you throw up the binge eating and the purges make you think how good you look but really don't. While you and you have sex with dad because you feel you can not trust your the world but it's your delve. All of this and more is yet to come transparent eyes.