just a thought,

a simple SEPPUKU thought. * SEPPUKU means suicide.

im trapped in my own home, a prisoner that has no rights whatsoever.
ever since i was a child,
i was not allowed to love or have friends.

i dont know if i should hold on any longer......whats the point right?
...i thought i'd escaped my past, but its always haunting me.
............................i really wish my life was a dream.
the tears are flowing and it hurts to keep them in.
why me?
why cant i love?
where are my rights?

its true what everyone said, it was said that when i was born i had the most saddest eyes ever, there was no smile in me.
and i question this once more...
why cant i be with someone?
why me?

i hate being a prisoner in my own home.

ha, i cant.......i cant hold this pain any longer
i thought she would change but....i guess not.
shes gonna give him a warning to never find me again
and to erase me from his life.

............i'll promise to stay strong...one more year right?
one more year and i'll be happy right?
i hope.