Suffering

I know all the answers,
before they are asked.
I know every emotion,
before they are expressed.

I know all things,
before they come to pass.
I know every cry,
before they are wretched from my heart.

I am not God,
nor someone who can erase the past.
I am not a seer,
who looks into the future with a crystal globe.

I am just a human,
who is living the lives of millions before.
I am just a woman,
suffering the pains of those that came from the past.