Se Sentía

She felt like she was drowning
Under all of these taboos
Between all these boundaries
She felt like she was suffocating
There seemed no way out
She felt like she was helpless
There was no second chance
She felt like she was heedless
She felt llike she was sinking
Into the guilt of gluttony
She felt like she was balking
On the road to mutiny
There was no evasion
She felt like a prisoner
over her own life not death
She felt like she was a mourner