Can someone plz give me feedback on this poem, tell me if you like it and how i can make it better: burnt tears when that new life was brought down, wrapped into a present, you did not even give it a chance to see it, you ignored it. as she grew you taught her whatever you desired, from her language to her clothes. when she was 7, she was spotted by a predator and became his prey, you saw her tears, yet you did not take a chance to ask “what wrong child.” everyday you gave your love to your boys, and kept her exiled when she was 9, she insisted on not going to school, so you grabbed her by her roots and threw her out the place you call “home” she turned 10, and taught herself modesty and you did not even give her support nor even smile she had big dreams that were killed by no one else but you, because at 15 you grabbed her hand and threw it into another man’s hand and locked them with chains, even though she told you she did not want him, but you were blinded by your pride, honour and respect. so she made the biggest decision of her life, to end it, to remove the burden of her that was on you to forever burn those tears, and her soul now whispers into your ear, “are you happy now, father? ”