people think shoes and dresses lead
happy life.
but, does it lead to a peaceful
night?
After the monsters of the day
downgrade you to an atom
left out on a moonless night.
The world filled with hatred,
Touture in my life,
tears I can cry on my own.
The family I though I own, taught me
life at tender age.
turned into society's monsters.
Made a burden on the shoulder.
partiality being taught in an
everyday dealings.
I'll look up to the ones that once
looked down on me...
©zahrawrite
Z