Mon amour is ten years older than me
And he treats me like a bebé
Should I obey him? Oh, yea
Cos he truly love me
And he wants what best for me
I should not stay out late
With my girlfriends
Cos darkness is like Satan
Scare me
As a lost amour
At night,
I should go out with Mon amour for safe
He thinks that the girlfriends have no power to protect me
He only believe that a man has a power to protect his wife
Oh man, why does he not believe a powerful woman?
That is his view and feeling
He must control his wife, me
So that I must obey his time
To come home at six 0'clock
I know and do it
And do not speak ‘oh'
Hmm
Author Note:
This is a dreaming poem, not reality. This is about a husband gives his rules to a wife that
she must follow for safe.
