You cry ... you do it in silence, as is becoming customary.
You know you have to stop crying, it's time to go back to work.
You don't need to look in the mirror to know that you are a mess.
Let's go!
You don't deserve this, you are a beautiful gem.
You deserve more than all this shit!
You are blind with hatred and self-loathing.
Take that blindfold off your eyes!
Look at yourself as you really are, that beautiful woman, the warrior that you say you will never be.
You come home and sigh in relief. Your smile appears when you see those honey-colored eyes, which receive you with a big hug.
She is happy to see you, that you have come back to tuck her in and sing to her like you do every night, just so she falls asleep.
What you don't know is that she is afraid, afraid that you will abandon her just like her mother and father did.