You see this door?
It's in her way
Only way out
But she is forced to stay.
She cannot run
For she is weak
In every single way
Physically, beaten up
Mentally, brain washed
Emotionally, depressed
One day
Her break will come
Go to school
Never come back
Binders in her locker
Food in her sack
Clothes layered on
No turning back
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