I am hidden.
I shout, but no one hears
me inside the home.
I see the whole world
from a small window.
I hear the sound of birds
outside the home.
My life is full of tears.
They will make me put away my books,
they will take my pen, my life,
they will beat me, make me cry,
make the whole world dark in front of my eyes.
Why I am a burden?
Why am I inside the home?

By Nahid W.

Artwork by the author.