Labeled as the good girl
Wired by so many pressures
Pressure to achieve more
To bring fortune and honourChoke by dangling jewelries
Medals of golds
Cried every misery
Acted strong as toldDrowning seemed the best word
To describe the undying
Force, push, and load.
The run is a fight extendingI want to be loved
Without being asked
Of a payment or an honour
I want to be loved as a daughter