a sadness that even a deep blue ocean could not feel

hearing my mother
say that she can't sleep
because she's sad....
my heart hurts, because i am still a weak person
i still cannot do a thing
i am still a weak person
that cannot do a thing....
is my family tethered
to this kind of existence?
sigh douming, just shut up
just slap on that smile
say it's ok
and futilely hope
that maybe something will change

broken

the problem is me
where did my thirst go?
where did my drive go?
just another
weak
person