She is a work of art
An abstract of each of her part
With a different personalities poking like darts
With every personality representing her as an art.

But no art is perfect
She has troubled mind but with intellect
Her mind commanding her to protect
But she's the one who experienced neglect.

All her life she was never the favorite
She's good, but not good enough to be the bet
The bet daughter, she will never get
That's why she constantly lives in regret.

Her parents played favorite
But she remains still and quiet
Even with the injustices they omit
She stays forever loyal and commit.

God said love your family
But how could she
When all they did was mistreat her with glee
When all they did was celebrate her misery.