what do you know?

what do you know
of sleepless nights
and daunting nightmares
and fading smiles?

what do you know
of a cold silence
and broken trust
and pile of lies?

what do you know
of a long absence
and puffy eyes
and hopeless walk?

what do you really know?

until you walk in my shoes
until you were raised in my house
until you cry just as much
you, my friend, better keep yourself away from judgement

for i afraid
that you actually know nothing.