Summer Solstice Is Like Autumn

Everyone in the world is afraid of pain A wound, grimacing in pain A hurt. Screaming in pain again and again But I don't feel pain, I never know what pain feels like I always lie to myself, it's just hidden too deep I am a healthy child But why? Even when my beloved mother died in front of me, I didn't feel any pain at all. I'm just sad, like losing a beloved item But the pain can't come out, and I can't even squeeze out a single tear. I hate, hate myself like this, hate my ruthlessness, hate everything