Slavery ( lamentation of young lady)

Drops of tear
Splash on the floor
She remained still
Until the gush of wind tilt

Oh my goodness
Why I have to face such freak
No one deserve to be treated
like this

Holy moly even the season
Change with it's pace
Look, being human
My life still depends on others hand

Heart pound every sec
Tickle of rain drop
Swept my Pain
Wind whisper near my ear
" Fight yourself my dear without feeling fear"
This sound echoed my ear
Until I said no means no
I will not be anyone slaves and it's over