A Little Girl in Cage

I walk down to the street with barefoot
Riding a bicycle my mom the one who teaching me
I love to see Sansevieria gate in my neighbor’s house
Mid July when sky always seem beautiful
 
I sit in front of door enjoying tea party
The old man whisper she should come back to her home
If no one unwanted she’s here
Drinking lemon but tasted like honey
 
Someone cut the wood into pieces
She must to clean the rest
Peony flower in empty Savana
You wish it bloom alone in four seasons

They whisper 'she get them all'

Blink clothes, round earrings, gold braclets

Black long hair, nice shoes

They think she's lucky when all she gets is mirror

 
Daydreaming about Princess in Cinderella
She talks to mices, red head woodpecker and lovely mango tree
She keeps staring Venus light in eight p.m.
She doesn’t care how many stars in sky