she doesn't get the life
The way she wants
Under the burden of society
Where still as daughters
It's hard to survive
Where she cannot be with
The person she falls for
Where people judges alot
By her short dress
Where family not stand
For her everytime
And even her childhood
Cries in the daylight
But let her soul live
The way she wants
To be concealed in the ground
And a marble tombstone
With her name engraved
In the most beautiful way
Far from the city crowd
In the silence of the woods
Under flickering sunlight
And fallen autumn leaves
Let her be there
In the lap of utterly peace
As a fear free soul
Like She always wants to be
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