Because I've seen the happiness of a daughter,
I've seen the smile of a father
I've lived inside the embrace of a mother,
And a protective love from a sister.
Because i've seen the things they wanted to hide,
I've lived the fear they want me to have,
I've sense the lies i told myself,
I see myself as a cause of the result.
Because my love has no strength,
Because my mind has no conscience,
No warmth inside the cold world,
Because I've been here for far too long.
Me, i am the result.
Why?
Because father is away for work.
Because mother is away for a lover.
And because sister is away for tears.
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PoetryYour life is a line, And you put those line In the form of words. And you express your life, With the line you wrote Written by a sinful hand But an innocent eye. Thoughts of a butterfly, Written with the language Of the lion Poems are mine except...
