I heard his cry. 

As the water from the shower tapped the bathroom's floor, his cry became louder. 

I can feel the pain inside his heart.

Its about something that you can feel but you can't tell

Maybe because no one, want to listen, so people like him choose to cry.

I ever feel it before and I know how the pain kill my soul slowly. 

Its shaking my faith and I'm just lucky that I'm not went too far. 

But he's still small and I know he cannot endure it all alone. 

I think that I'm a cruel person. 

I know how hurt it is but why I am the same person who give this hurt to him. 

Behind the door, I know he cry inside. 

His eyes were red, maybe because he cries a lot. Sorry to him I cannot help. 

Nana!! why are you like this? Please lend him your hand. 

He need your support as you need right now. 

Don't make others in troubled because of your condition. Make him cry not solving your problems either right?

Look, be kind Nana.