Changes

I am weak.

But do not think my weakness is permanent.

I am silent.

But do not think I cannot speak.

I am crying.

But do not think I cannot smile.

I am frustrated.

But do not think I cannot be happy.

I am numb.

But do not think I am not  sensitive.

Little by little, things change.

Little by little, reality becomes different 

Little by little, you change

And little by little you tend to realize... 

this too shall pass.

-Cinky