You Are My Tenderness

Our parents are gone, and we live in someone else's home. What does it mean to be fortunate, and what does it mean to be unfortunate? Did I have to leave my old home just to meet you? Your unique tenderness saved my soul. Was meeting you fate, or merely coincidence? Clench your fists, grit your teeth, overcome everything. A helpless figure, an experience without regrets. You are a tenderness within my reach,