Waiting

In this household, I am trapped.

Forever bound by my elders.

Never to be sought after by peers,

By future mates,

By future lovers.

Alas, my father would have their head,

And mine soon after.

I am trapped in evil ways.

The ways that are meant to protect me,

But instead, bind me with their iron hold.

I shall never see the light in any way,

Other than that of child.

I loathe being bound.

I loathe being trapped.

I pray for the day the sun will shine,

And reveal its truths to me.

I pray for the day, in which I am freed from my chains,

And let free from my elders.

Until then, I shall sit here,

Trapped in this household,

Held by my bindings,

Waiting