

Unconscious thoughtSour face, bitter tongue Evil hands, infected lung Smile of envy, Jealous thought Questionable friendship, trustworthy I guess notUnconscious thought
Dark deed, innocent victim, Wrong vibe, poison nous injection
Spiked drink, strange food Your enemy is always in your household Dont ever delude
Poison overpowering, selfish are satisfied Sits beside you to watch you die
The grin grows, while you fight for life You seem to be recovering; it just activates there sinister drive
Weeps as you come out of your torment They are far from your


One experienceOne experience of abuse, tragic path of life Male relatives selfish desire, Im left with no choice But to lean back and agoniseOne experience
Pain intense, body in torment Worth decreasing ,as he removes my garment
Shivers overwhelms me, silent in fear Crying for I know the man who took away my innocence is close to me, very dear
Legs trembling, blood overflowing, he stops for my sake Parent naivety, threw me into A prison I could never escape
A life condemned by circumstance, what a sad beginning Lay helpless as one violates my body, I stand no


ProtectionNo its ok to do it Just use protectionProtection
Protection doesnt stop infection Infection of the mind Perverse misleading,rapidly unwind
Morals deteriorating,Virtues reseeding Dirty thoughts become visible after that 1st reading
Media supportive, Promiscuouity celebrated Girls foolishly fall into wrong hands Unconsciously initiated
Life steered in wrong direction Dressing and body Language change Flirtatious behaviour tighter tops, wrong attention gained
Beautiful mind encaged by lust Body desires in control N


IdentityIf i tell yu my name it is just a name i'm called byIdentity
It doesn't speak of my identity
If i ask someone to describe me it still doesn't describe my identity.Its a mear description of what they percieve I am....
But who am I ? Do I have an identity why don't I know myself?
Have I lost it or slowly forgotten/or replaced it for an artificial one
One built by others!
Have I forgotten my culture have I abandoned my tradition,for the ways of a westener
Have I refused to see the truth about me?
Have I freely
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Damn it! I lost again!
Ah, so that's how it got under the sink.
Hey, I'm not rude, just shy.
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