What a shame to be a shadow of the other,
But, unfortunately, in our time men so make.
You can't be more independent.,
And they're crushing your heart.
And thy soul, as on a string
To his tightly tied and kept
You're a doll. And modicum have you the main role
And yet they control your life.
And though the play is not the best,
But you play because you can't refuse.
And he takes your lead.
Gives others the hands to hold.
And so your life is,
On stage, you do not rejoice sincerely, for show
And the people in the theatre think:
"How well we amused the actress"
But if I looked into the soul
If you saw all the pain of her suffering,
If he saw that her heart was choking,
It would be released immediately, without hesitation.
And you hide those tears away.
In the hidden corners of his " I",
And play a role on the stage then,
For he is not himself, and you have your own family......