She wasn't aloud to talk
Not allowed to run
Not allowed to make decisions
Or spend to much time under the sun
She's supposed to be inside
washing the dishes and cleaning the house
If she doesn't know how to cook,
Then she'll be off to the streets by now
She shouldn't smile on random strangers
Because it's not a right attitude for a girl
She has to open her mouth to speak
Only if she's allowed to be heard
It may seem like an etiquette lesson
That is drifting her apart
It's stamped in her mind
Yet crumpled her heart
Now she doesn't smile
And she's considered rude
She doesn't speak anymore
Like she was told to do
She grew up to know her duty
And that is to wash and clean
Now she's locked up inside her miserable thoughts,
Not knowing what happiness means
- nezaell champ
27th petal
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Rose Petals
Poetry☽☽ Its voice sounded like the calm breeze of a foggy forest, and the sea crashing at the shore. Maybe we shall live into faded inks in books, lost in fantasies forevermore ☾☾ Please do NOT repost WITHOUT credits. PLAGIARISM IS A...
