Once upon a time...

As every story begins.

A girl was born in black greens,

With a little hope and some dreams.

But unforgettable sins.

Oh! What a day it was,

In the world full of flaws.

She was saved from the hunting claws.

(And they are going to raise a girl.)

She grew just like that.

Never learned to fight back.

Maybe her voice was trapped.

But mutes never speak.

That's what they teached.

She was told not to breach.

(And they are raising a girl.)

Far from the finder's street.

With comments on body and breast.

She was becoming the death feast.

Tangled thoughts in her mind.

She tried to find the divine.

But pain made everything so fine.

(And they raised a girl.)

She tried to change.

Not with words or range.

She wanted to break the chain.

Being an enigma, which can't be find.

She went under leaving the truth behind.

Lastly she thanked them for being kind.

And I must say this

Once upon a time...

They raised a girl...