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The Girl in a Bubble

 It's evening as I watch the sunset wave goodbye

Before fading into oblivion as darkness takes over the sky


Few moments later, the sound of chirping crickets keeps me company

I find peace out here in the open 'cos behind my entrance door lies agony


I'm at the dining table with family yet I feel miserable and alone

Although I'm welcomed in their house but I'm not in their home


Because many years ago before Dad left us he wanted a son

Mom was too young then to have a child so she wanted none


But as fate had it I still came anyway and my misery started

The same way Dad left, that's the same way my happiness departed 


My life feels like a theatre because it's full of drama

But I know I still am a stranger to mum and grandma


I wanted to be a doctor but mom sent me to a law school 

Maybe she's trying to mould me into someone she can accept and love too


I feel punished when all I ever wanted is a mother's love and acceptance

I want to be close to them in relationship and not just in distance


I want to rebuild the bond that over the years, has leveled down to a rubble

So that whenever I'm in their midst, I won't feel like a girl in a bubble




Comments

  1. Unknown6 September 2020 at 10:52

    You know this would have been real if the picture was a bubble In the air with the girl in it.
    Lolll

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    1. Jude Umoren7 September 2020 at 04:49

      I had a picture like that but since the bubble is not a literal one, I didn't need to 😁

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