The world is alive with the sun beating down
New life is growing all around
But hidden away in a corner of it all
There is woman trapped who cannot be found
Sat at her window, life passes her by
Whilst eveything else carries on as allowed
Laughing children surround her, a good husband too
How she wishes they did not have to see her around
Too her friends all is lovely
There is not a frown
But inside she is crying, dying
A struggle to climb up this mound
No thoughts, no future, this is not what she wants
Hopes to be heard, seen and have a life too
Then she can feel like a queen whilst wearing her crown.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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