“Why me?”
She asks her mother
Hoping, wanting, craving
A loving reply.
Mother looks at her,
Eyes filled with shame
And says,
“It must have been your fault.”
“Why me?”
She asks her father,
Thinking that he, at least,
Would understand her pain.
He turns away,
Can’t bear to look at her
As he says,
“It must have been your fault.”
“Why me?”
She asks her friends,
The ones who had promised
To be there for her, always.
They avert their eyes,
They won’t speak to her,
Not even to say
“It must have been your fault.”
Victim to a heinous crime,
Stripped of her clothes, her dignity,
She walks alone in a crowded world
Where they all say,
“It must have been your fault.”
“Why me?”
She asks herself.
Silence….is the only answer she gets.
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Very well written Ragini!! Really nice! í ½í¸
Excellent Composition!! Keep writing! 🙂
Thanks, “Himawesome”!! 😛