You kill me even before I’m born
I can’t speak or move cuz inside I’m torn
You don’t let me shout a cry
Outside you’re ready with a sword trying to pry
For your sons, you act so indiscriminate
You ain’t the Lord, you’ve no right to decide my fate
Sometimes I wonder, is it really you?
You’re my devil or angel, I guess both suit you
I won’t ask for, neither your property nor thy wealth
I’ll sit in the corner, eat only enough for health
I won’t bring disgrace, to your self-respect
I’ll follow your orders, as if I’m being punished for a theft
Why I have to go through, all this?
Why your eyes don’t get wet, when you do it?
What I’m supposed to feel like?
Whether I’m a human or living an animal’s life?
I dream of, you embracing me when I’m a kid
Playing the game, of finding the things you intentionally hid