She saw another movie today,again.
Movie ended, she noticed it’s getting dark.
Got off the bed, not to switch onn the lights,
But to shut the windows and doors, again.
With just one thought, IS THIS IT?
Back to her bed, she falls,
All her hair around her head,like a crown.
And tears rolled out of the edges,
Slid through her skin and down on bed.
Her phone rang, flashed Dad.
This time she didn’t take it,
Her cell kept ringing.
She didn’t care, neither she feared this time.
She couldn’t let them know, that
She’s broken and could cut them with her thorny pieces.
Did they ever noticed what it was? Ever?
Was not RESPECT FOR THEM,
But FEAR OF THEM.
