i let go of the tightrope that was supposed to protect me and be mine
for i now know that this world is a place not for me
i know nobody will hold me and my siblings hand and say
"we are here for you, laiba,nida and ayaan"
we gotta be there for ourselves now
like we always have been

broken and destroyed
the world has done this to us
heard and called us mad
like we was something born out of an outcast to society
Who knew that being born out of **** will have such harsh consequences

let us be
and let us breathe
stop strangling us with your words
now this heart has had enough