Indigo rain

It's said no parent wants to bury their children
But which child wish to bury their parents?
 
In this world full of sorrow and hardships  
Who would wish to to lose a shoulder to cry on?
Someone to ask guidance from?
 
No matter how much we age
We still vulnerable  inside
We still remain children inside.
 
No matter how estranged  
No matter how insignificant their contributions is in our lives  
But no child wish not to have a mother
No child wishes not to have a father  
No child wishes not to have love they can't find from another  
 
I know, I grew up without a father and no day passes by without me  
Wishing I had met him  
Knew him and what he liked  
I'd pause the world forever just for one moment  
So imagine losing the one I have left...