She Wants To Live

On the roadside, a girl is sitting bench in the rain enjoying the tiny flowers, raindrops that are dripping from her umbrella.

she have a smile in her eyes but her smile vanished, filled with gloom; her eyes were telling another thought. She knew that name, and she has a special relationship with that name, from birth. She turned her face to see where the voice comes from.

Who was that? She never heard that voice before. Still, she can see a silhouette is approaching her. She blinked and adjusted her eyes.

She turned her back and legs started to walk to the opposite path.

"Anna!"

"Please stop."

She looked back and waited. The silhouette is panting now and it was a he, a middle-aged man.

She thought about who he is.

"Hi, you are Anna, right. I am your father's lawyer, Mr Lukas, they need to talk to you, and so that is why i am here."

She only asked him a word in return. "why they have to?"

"So many reasons, Are you living on this road? What a pity?"

Yeah, I live around the corner also it is a nice place than fathers' hell. Sorry, I have to leave now it is almost dark and tell them, I have nothing to speak with them about.

Mr lawyer flushed.

Anna turned her back, started walking once again.

She smiled in happiness; tears rolled down from her eyes. She learnt to hide them many years ago.

"i'll see you tomorrow morning, there is a lot to discuss, i know where you will be."

Her paces were quick by hearing the words.

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Anna got into her room, she wanted to throw up into the bed a scream but she minimized her wish with sobs and weeps. She will not let anyone come near her to unguarded her with his or her orders and commands. She learned to make herself not disgusted about her father but today she is failing, but, not forever.

She wanted to believe they were all nightmares. Nothing changes unless given a try. Therefore, she is going to try it out.

All these years she wanted was the protection, even now not provided. She is going to challenge that. Anna was all alone while she was growing up.

She pours her heart into the paper where no one can stop her from relieving the pain.

"SHE wants to live.

She wants to be isolated;

Without any fear

She wants to take

Her firmnesses,

Her precepts,

To live how she wished

Her life to be

She wants to live with

Her assiduous,

Her ideas,

Her own identity.

It is far away,

The day will come,

No matter what happens next,

She will live to the fortune,

Of her yearning

NOW, SHE lives;

With grief,

With worries

Of hurting,

The beloved ones,

Who heeds

For the hapless bird of their dreams,

They want her to be

The unfortunate bird.

To live,

On her wings to fly

Facing her euphoria in the sky

Of loneliness

With her fragile arms

In eternity,

She lives in the wound where

They secure her spot of,

She came from someplace;

They decided

So they deem

Her to live with their rules

To be a product,

Traded with no profit,

To have cordial

With a complex commodity,

They do not want

To believe her.

She wants to break;

All the rules that did

Her wings jeopardized,

She had made mistakes,

Probably because of committing

The evils

With an angelic grin

Moreover, their gestures;

They made her life;

Anticipate for a glimpse

To the reliable falsity,

Of the wonderful world

Surrounded her breath

With her preferences

To relish

Her survival of thirsts."

she can be the more valuable person in her life but people may think of her as selfish. they do not want to care how she feels about herself, do they?

She values some people who wish for her welfare: they are inspiring her to live.

She started to feel that she lost many things without knowing, which made her tremble and panic within the drowning sleep.

There will be a turning point in her life; she will not know it coming.