I live the life of a perplexed person

What a life that I experience and soldiers are there in every corner

The result is that I have become talking like the dumb and see like the blind

Years and years elapsed and I am waiting fro being free


But what I fear is my shadow and name, even the punishment of rebellion

I am sad though I don't know the language of sadness

All the girls of the east are mass of sadness because of the principles the clan

And the authority of the brothers

I have closed my room lest people may see me... the door of my room is closed and it can't be opened except in one case

I am accused of femininity according to the law of Man

Is a bird created to live in a cage ???? For the east, there is no difference

Between the angels and Satan

It punishes women by keeping them locked up and by the neigh of a horse

I am in need to love, compassion and security I have got bored of

Drinking cups of bitterness and of deprivation. I always imagine that I am flitting

here and there in the orchard

I dream of a day out of my room away from mice. I am as for as pearls in the

depth of gulfs. I don't see any one nor does any one see me. I am

Groping away awkwardly among my dreams like a drunkard

At the end of the dream I remember that I am plunged to raving
What a life!!!!!!

That is
That is the life of princess of the East