She kept quite once again and
her wings of hope and
ambitions were chopped,
Her opinion on the world changed
with every drop of her tears.
She kept quiet once again and
her laugh started fading,
Her mind playing games and
her destiny started shading.
She kept quite once again and
her body started giving up,
Her heart locked in a cage with
no emotion, it was death cup.
She kept quite once again and
Inaudibly settled for her life.
Night terrors and panic attacks,
all she could find was a knife.
She kept quite once again but no one could see tears in her eyes.
Her habit of hiding her feelings
as she always ended up in
disguise.
-Habiba Imran
