Less pain Prayer

I have cut my hair, punk style.
I have pain inside.
Crying every day. 
Why I so solitary.

So much anger for the mom
the never existent ''far''
I speak so many languages
it confuses me.

In this vortex I live every day
I do not know what to do 
what to say
I just eat and pray
that tomorrow 
it will be a better day.

Az- today