(Family drama)
11:00 'O' Clock, the clock ticked furiously,
The girl looked at her dead wishes curiously.
The time played the game now,
The one who wanted to be different is a shame now.
The family made the home a fish market,
A young girl can see patriarchate.
Everyone thought the perspective is vindictive ; until it's a boy,
the argument is valid or it is a foe.
The girl wept in corner looking at her misery,
Parents spitting venom on eath other, didn't spared even their anniversary.
Blocking the choices, the girl could have,
Maybe that's what the fate girl could have.
To get killed her innocence in the screams of her mother,
To get killed the love, she had for her father,
To get killed the chances to have a loveable family,
As the time passed she became anomaly.
All her life, she has seen, was those abuses,
Fights, where his father had a hand on her mother that caused bruises.
A girl on her way now ,
when she turns 18, she denies to get a approval certificate,
Eyes rolled over but she knew the fire in her belly is adequate.
Looking back at the fragments ; Maybe the girl cries or smiles
What matters the most that she walked miles.
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 11:53 AM UTC
(Family drama)
11:00 'O' Clock, the clock ticked furiously,
The girl looked at her dead wishes curiously.
The time played the game now,
The one who wanted to be different is a shame now.
The family made the home a fish market,
A young girl can see patriarchate.
Everyone thought the perspective is vindictive ; until it's a boy,
the argument is valid or it is a foe.
The girl wept in corner looking at her misery,
Parents spitting venom on eath other, didn't spared even their anniversary.
Blocking the choices, the girl could have,
Maybe that's what the fate girl could have.
To get killed her innocence in the screams of her mother,
To get killed the love, she had for her father,
To get killed the chances to have a loveable family,
As the time passed she became anomaly.
All her life, she has seen, was those abuses,
Fights, where his father had a hand on her mother that caused bruises.
A girl on her way now ,
when she turns 18, she denies to get a approval certificate,
Eyes rolled over but she knew the fire in her belly is adequate.
Looking back at the fragments ; Maybe the girl cries or smiles
What matters the most that she walked miles.
