They say when you're about to die
Your life flashes before your eyes
And in that moment, you realize
You wasted your whole time
Being alive.
My children didn't bring me true happiness
My husband tried to leave the nest
My rage got the best of me,
He put my anger to the test
And a body got laid to rest.
I wonder what it would like to be born rich.
To worry about a thing.
Not wondering where the next meal would come from
Being able to buy a dress to go to prom
I wonder what it would have been
Not to be a maid
For the man I loved
My bedroom he raid-
My heart he took
Crushed it with a hook
Left me shocked and shaken
I'm no queen
No angel
No God
I've made it through life
Not committing a fraud
And when the blade
Pierced my skin
I realized at life, I did not win
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The Billionaire's Maid
Poetry~A love that'll never fade, though obstacles occur, for the billionaire's maid is quite obscure.~ Join Ruth in this romantic poetry, as she tries to make ends meet for her mother and climbs her way to take what's rightfully hers. Alistair. The man...
