The Hidden Spot

For me everything seemed same ,

But may be my family is ashamed,

Don't know what's wrong with their brains,

They tied me in their restriction chains.

And my Mom says "honey its a hidden spot game."

They separated my bed,

And also my soup and bread,

They changed my bed sheets,

I was even restricted to give a holy greets.

And all my Mom says " Oh honey its a hidden spot game."

Long top, dark jean,

Sit straight, be clean,

Check your dress, check your seat,

You can't run, you can't cheat.

Because honey it's a hidden spot game.

Suffering all those pain,

Covering big and little stain,

This theory is so insane,

Still you can't complain.

Because Honey, its a hidden spot game.