She curled up at the corner of her already freezing
bedroom floor
Crying all day till it
had made her too weak to even move
She was left with strength enough to only clusp strongly at her wet scarf
You would think it’s the only thing that she had
But running in her mind
Were the dreaded thoughts of yesterday night
She has had so many flashbacks
And still she can’t figure out why it had to be her
Was the world so cruel to her like this?
Or was misfortune having a hard time keeping up with her
pureness?
It couldn’t turn out like this
She cursed so many times the day she was born
She pitied the woman who ever had pride in her
How was she going to react when she hears this…
Would she still have the same regards she placed on her?
And how Daddy secured her as his future
He calls her Daddy’s girl for the soft spot for her
Is this condition going to change that?
She remembers him telling her to take care
And even offered to pick her up later
But she didn’t want that, and now she regrets why
What about the man who
did it to her
Doesn’t guilt ever have enough strength to tear him up?
Would he ever wake up one day and bump into justice’ hands?
She only hoped for it
Where she was right now, nothing could ever make her clean
She oftenly wished she could buy it
But money can’t buy such dreams
