I'm a third-world girl
I am an uncut diamond
I am an undiscovered pearl
I have been awakened from my dream
long before my time
Many untold stories are stirring in me
I am young, I am a naughty fish
But society made me old before I was born
Because
I am a third-world girl
I am a rosebud
But my society drank my youth
as honey licked it cruelly
The rose withered before it blossomed
Because
I am a third-world girl
Having now the ability to sum all these, now yiou have outgrown them, I reckon BUT you wrote a fantastic poem,5 stars full on Top!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a sad poem is this. True words of a hurt soul. Love it.