who are you to control me??
my mind tends to ask.
But then I realize,
that they are my beloved ones.
women are constantly inside
the hands of someone.
Initially father then
after attaining maturity,
in the hands of mother.
At last in the hand of some man.
They think that they are helping me
to drive the car.
But I only know that they are not letting me
to drive my own car.
still they are not riding it in the way which I like.
women should always be obedient to them
If not.....
©honeyhoney
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