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I woke up.


I was smiling and giggling all day, where comparisons didn't matter and it sway, laughing with my dad and mom, somewhere where I can talk about normal stuff just like prom, but then I WOKE UP. I woke up with a loud noise, listening to a voice, Oh, It was my dad again making me wake up early to do his labour as he is alone my saviour. I did everything I could do, I did all the chores at the end of the day I got a blessing that I would become a whore, what was my fault, I kept guessing, was there a problem in my character dressing? I won't be able to do anything in my life, shouted my mom, and I still wish to not pick up any knife, trying to act just like a dom. I am born as a curse my dearest say, what could be worse? me or they. My father wishes to leave me, when I was born, to sit with my siblings alone till dawn. My smile is still the same, but true is rare, I question myself why wasn't I ever treated fair? I laugh a lot to hide, but I never let it slide.
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PersonalThemeAbstract

Deeply personal autobiographical trauma and family dysfunction throughout.

SparseMeasureDense

Multiple distinct ideas per stanza; emotional revelations densely packed.

DarkSentimentBright

Overwhelmingly negative: abuse, curses, unfair treatment, hidden pain.

StillEnergyExplosive

Caps lock outburst; urgent confessional tone with emotional peaks.

MicroLengthEpic

31 lines total; falls within 31-60 line range.

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Some metaphor (curse, smile as mask) but mostly direct declaration.

LyricVoiceDramatic

Pure lyric internal voice; introspective first-person throughout.

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