I Grieve for the mother I used to know, I Grieve for the person she used to be.
I Grieve for the world she thought she was bringing me into.
I Grieve the loss of my mother, though she is not dead.
I Grieve for her longing to fit in and not be seen.
I Grieve for the Parents who lost their Children.
I Grieve for those that suppress their Grief.
I Grieve for the ones too afraid to love.
I Grieve for those like me and those longing for a place to call home.
I Grieve for the ones in love that are falling out of love.
I Grieve for the Children who lost their Parents.
I Grieve for the Teachers who live in fear.
I Grieve for the Lost Souls.
I simply Grieve.
I Grieve for all.
I Grieve.