After That Night 2/23/07

She listens to the voices,
Moving as if trained,
A pet for someone's enjoyment,
A tear for someone's sadness,
But she feels so shy and timid,
Now the time has come,
What should i do?
For it was her time to decide,
But soon after the refusal,
She came to realize,
It was not her choice at all,
But a farce of family lies,
She was as always a pet,
To follow someone's orders,
But not just any someone,
The loved ones who new better,
But did they know everything?
Of course they do she said,
So soon she figured out,
Loved ones can make you pets,
As pets are sheltered animals,
Not able to decide,
What's right or wrong or left or right,
How to decide to go,
And still she wonders further,
What i did, was it right?
But the more she thinks about it,
The more confused she becomes,
So she first tries to ignore it,
Then quietly to hide it,
And soon as time progresses,
She hopes the others come to hate it,
Even possibly to hate her,
But hate is a strong word,
And no one seems to care,
Just going around their normal business,
Floating in the air,
But she stays down-to-earth,
To keep a secret tight,
Or maybe just to lie to herself-
The secret is a lie?
So still she keeps the questions,
And ponders about the lies,
And secrets she may never know,
Of what things could have or might,
But stress is not all her worries,
Since statements are never said right,
So she stays stuck onto Earth,
As though living in a haze,
Regretting and yet not regretting,
What really happened that night.