Voice of the victim of domestic violence
Today when my tear drops down,
I remember the first drop of it,
I am caged under invisible bars,
I am joyful when seen from far,
I am seeing myself digging the grave,
I am no more a human, but an object.
My feelings do not matter anymore,
My thoughts doesn't matter anymore,
My expression don't deserve justice,
I am a sour body.
Yell at me for minute reasons or none,
Blame me...
I remember the first drop of it,
I am caged under invisible bars,
I am joyful when seen from far,
I am seeing myself digging the grave,
I am no more a human, but an object.
My feelings do not matter anymore,
My thoughts doesn't matter anymore,
My expression don't deserve justice,
I am a sour body.
Yell at me for minute reasons or none,
Blame me...