Who will see my heart?
Jan 16, 2019-
All sorts of men, who come to me
Just want to devour my body.
But no one even attempts to see,
What my heart is like inside.
My heart, how frightened it is
From the monsters that haunt the place I live in
How terrible it feels,
when there are bruises on my body
How much it cries,
when I am treated like a plaything, not like a human;
How badly it wants freedom
How desperately it has been waiting,
To see the outer world
I wish someone could behold my heart
I wish someone could feel it
But who will do that?
Who will notice the pain of that girl
Having no self respect?
Who will sense the fear of the girl,
Not frightened to sacrifice her body to an unknown?
Who will see the heart of the girl
who is forced to put her own body for sale ?
No one will, I know no one will!
- Khadka is a grade 11 student at St. Xavier’s College
Published: 16-01-2019 08:11