Zisel`, 13 июля 2018 г., 12:32
The first mistake I made was being born a girl The second mistake was putting faith in this world Third one was being bold, which the world thought was cheap Ain’t nobody knew that from the inside I was strong, YET weak That evening when I saw him come close, I rattled Moment he left, it was the numbness, I battled It was not only him that relished the act But the people around who did nothing despite knowing the fact He taught that a simple man can be in a garb known And nobody’s like what they’ve shown Fourth mistake was to take a stand & speak out loud Whereas, people just stared, in a crowd All their piercing words were like a thunder clap Surely, for the mistakes I made, I deserved a slap I could see the thirst of laying me down in his eyes This icy horror grabbed my heart strong and nice Now I even ignore a small talk & an extended hand As the pieces of terror would come next to me & stand I did everything I thought was right Not for me, but for other girls, I stood with might Just one question I’ll ask you all, Is being molested completely my fault? On whose shoulder should I put my head on? I’m all alone & my soul is torn But still whenever I hear his cruel laughter echo It brings forth my mistakes that I may never let go I realized it pretty late, That being born a girl is the only grave mistake I made.
- Humirah


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