Did u ever say that?

How would I know, anything about your suffering,
Your eyes were always asleep, yet your heart weeping.

Who would tell me, that your heart was heavy,
You managed to forget thing, which I used to envy.
How could you expect, me to understand,
For ages now, you haven’t touched my fingers with your hand.

I asked. You chose not to say.
I pleaded. You chose to look away.

I wept asking you to stay, rather you made me to lay.

My son….
How would I know, anything about your suffering,
Did you ever say?