Strange Land
Young beautiful, innocent & pure
you were once upon a time
blossoming in fornt of us
till uncertainty came knocking
our flower was now missing
Stolen to a strange land
where your innocents aren't yours
they program your to obey
and freedom felt so far away
your beauty used as an advertiser
and your body a play toy
Days into weeks
weeks into months
slowly forgetting the child you once were
the trap souls around you now family
once the diamond of their glass case
now broken and thrown to the side
Finally mercy smiles on you
rescued and free they say
but society ready to knock you down again
beautiful and free now scarred for life
Home no longer home
freedom lose and hope far
home no longer home
but a strange land
They say, ''FREE you are NOW!"
but trapped I am
once in this body and mind
N.M.L.C
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