I made her cry. ='(

She was adorable,

innocent and small

Anxious, yes, but witless

She was happy then,

a gleeful deary

And I was incharge.

Took away her glee, I did.

Made her cry, yell, scream.

Counseled her, and I failed.

The tears came out like a waterfall

and I was the reason for it.

I had to do it.

And I did it.

After it was all done, 

asked her, I did, 

"Still feel pain, deary?"

She said Yes! 

:'-(