26 December 2012
It's been a very long time
Since I lost my turn
And found my voice mute.
I'm not suppose to be angry,
Nor happy or sad in this home.
That's just the facts.
My origins say it daily.
And it's not my smile,
But it's here, isn't it?
I know it's bitter and hurt.
Red, black and purple too.
You bruised me from
The inside out now.
I'm sorry I failed again.
I know.
I'll fade away again
So you, dear Parents,
Can get on with your lives.
I Am Not Daughter. • Opuss № I