Tiaras [Poetries]

Once

She was a fair lady,
With a beautiful body.
Lots of people praise her,
Because she is a beauty.

They said that she's happy,
'Coz of her complete family,
Without knowing the reality
That her life's full of cruelty.

Her life makes her crazy,
Having a strict mommy,
A psychopath sister,
Bro and dad who rapes her.

No one knows the pain
Because she's smilin'.
Whenever someone's out,
She cries out loud.

She asked, “How to be free?”
She has a complete family,
But she feels loneliness,
Because life's full of cruelness.

She is always crying,
But no one hears her voice—
Her pleading voice,
Askin for help, shouting.

Was once a happy family,
But now, it's not on the list.
Was once a happy lady,
Now, she's really unlucky.

She stepped one more closer
On the mirror that's now broken.
She picked a piece of it,
On her heart, she stabbed it.

Now she's free on cruelness,
No one's gonna cry of sadness.
This is the result of not hearing
Her sad voice pleading.

—YsaQueens