Confuse? What door I have to go?
This land of wisdom, they called byebye and boo!
Cry to my taboo.
My dark long hair waving, and lo!
Falling in the ground and kills me so.

My lacey white dress of my innocence,
But the red spots hiding, they can't sense.
My morals go and less,
Why why it happens?
Where the justice presence?

Zip my lips, the truth is keep.
No one see, in my heart sleep.
Well, no one try, my neck to slit,
so that my throat out and discover the deep.
Please, notice my blood is keeping to drip.

I want to go out and see the sky,
When the time? I will go fly high
Or let me run fast and cut the tie.
No one see my bruises on my thigh,
Waiting for the justice to come nigh.


© Zen.Nah