Sound of Freedom

My virginity I wanted to save

You took it away like the air and left

In my mind I thought that I have behaved

But you have created a sound that’s deaf

I can no longer hear you from the grave

Self-hate dominated my own skin color.

I felt abandoned by my own parents

Which brought me closer to my dear brother

 Church was my life, always has been there 

Because I was raise by my grand-mother 

My broken heart was searching for freedom 

But thank God I always kept my wisdom

Poetry have made my stars brighter now 

I had to find self-confident somehow