This is me,

You have no idea, what's the feeling of being alone,
Like a girl chasing the unmoving moon,
I was tied in the forest ground,
Shouldering a hard problem with a heavy pound.

I tried to get myself out the risky big waves,
I tried to escaped on a prison together with the million of slaves,
At the end of the day, I'm still unaided

I never have the courage to face the crowd,
I'm a mute, can't speak so loud,
I'm scared of being rejected,
I don't want to be broken and tormented.

That's how my life is,
A woman who's afraid to take a risk,
Who has no freedom and never loved,
Being manipulated and judged.

This poem is dedicated to: chandra_ewe and steMKeirry