lost lives

pleasing
well composed
big eyes
they speak, they say
still what was heard
startled me
beautiful girls
are beaten too
left unloved with
children two
never to be cared again
while they survive
in parents' home
at mercy of brothers
and their wives
struggling lives
strangers' prying eyes
with no roads to freedom
freedom to stand
on their own
do they take the one
leaving behind suicide note
or embrace dear depression
expecting sympathy from
all and one
left behind to fate
one by one
why can't they make
a proper decision?
some lives are just lost
never won
even if you try
a helping hand
or an advice
you understand soon
they require none..
they are made,
just attention seekers..
you too leave then...