Nostalgia

Take me back to the days
No, not those days
The other ones

Yes those days
When I was still mama's pride
The days of sunshine and rainbows
Before I became spoiled goods
After that night
When which I did not freely give
Was forcefully taken

The days before mama's eyes held unbelief
That swiftly turned to disappointment
Before I took the path
Of no return

Perhaps if I had fought better for my truth
I would still be sunset and sunrise
Mama's pride
The village's heart
Not the town's harlot
Who decided to live her lie

No. Enough.
No nostalgia
That girl is gone
This is who is left
At least now when they point fingers
They tell no lies