Girl Had No Freedom (Inspired By: La Femme Nikita) Comments
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Well I had no choice but to hand your gun
No right to complain if you hold my gum
I care you not if you push me down
Ignore whatever you do.
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The cry to be seen, to be recognized is one that will go on forever I'm afraid. People in this world aren't concerned for even themselves, let alone anyone else. I have been crying for 47 years because the cruelty that surrounded and surrounds me, will not go away. I see this poem as a desperate plea for help, from someone, anyone, so that the you inside can be seen and free.
There is a lot of crying in this poem, a lot of desperation, a lot of emotion. Thak you for sharing this side of your soul.
Hugs,
Barbara
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The cry to be seen, to be recognized is one that will go on forever I'm afraid. People in this world aren't concerned for even themselves, let alone anyone else. I have been crying for 47 years because the cruelty that surrounded and surrounds me, will not go away. I see this poem as a desperate plea for help, from someone, anyone, so that the you inside can be seen and free. There is a lot of crying in this poem, a lot of desperation, a lot of emotion. Thak you for sharing this side of your soul. Hugs, Barbara