I'm a child, more than that, a daughter who's mute to elders. My voice is so loud, yet it escapes my lips with such a low volume. My eyes are open, yet shut from the world that revolves around my soul. A daughter with no voice to say out firmly, with the fear of abandonment and rejection.

My ear hears, yet it sounds so silent, to deafness. My body moves, yet it goes where the wind takes it; if not, it lays with no destination. I'm a daughter with no voice of my own, but my guidant. Guess maybe it's only my part, else look at that daughter who goes out to do work and more.

My eyes...