" Freedom "
YanieWrites

I have freedom to write
And my mother support me

I have freedom to dance
My mother don't mind about it

I have freedom to sing
My mother didn't complained about it

I have my freedom to love
She support and guided me

She provide me my needs
She give me all what I need

But all of those , makes me happy
Like a completed stone not empty

But the truth is?
I don't have freedom to wear short
She don't want it so I followed

I don't have freedom to go everywhere I wanted to
She will only allowed if its school purposes thu.
So I followed..

She wants me to pray so I do,
Its been part of me thu.

She want me like Maria Clara
Her daughter she called : Maria

She guided me ,
But why I feel I was controlled to be me?

I didn't experience doing out with friends
That's why my friends called me KJ

I always refused them
But I want to join them to be honest

I follow my mother because I loved her
Even I don't enjoy my teenage days as I turn adult now

I can't speak my heart out
Because I will turn uneducated

So  I act like Maria Clara then
I have freedom you think?

I don't know if I'm happy or sad about it

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