the turbulence of emotions

she is lost.... she doesn't know her way... she cant fight... she has no weapon..... she has pressures..... she wants to run... she wants to escape... she knows its impossible.... she sometimes has an impulse..... she isn't terrified to kill.... she doesnt hate blood..... but she knows... she knows she has responsibility.... and they keep her weighing down... forcing her to kneel.. asking her to beg... mocking her... teasing her.. bruising her young heart... wound by wound.... she wants yo get rid of them all... all of the shackles that bounds her.. she knows she isn't the kindness.. because... even if she loves them.... she hates them even more... freedom she yearns for it ... is she made for it? will she find someone that she can call her forever mine only or will life deny her that too...like that teddy at the shop that she yearned for, in her childhood but was never able to have it...after all she is but only an average girl with a broken family...