When her hearts was just started to beat,
Her parents was signing an abortion receipt.
She somehow survive the female foeticide,
'Her existence' is what they decide, weather to live or excide.
The day when she opens her lovely eyes,
There were people to burn her alive,
As she was not a good news,
But a matter of shame and abuse,
She was allow to live once again,
Not going to be dumped in a drain.
But she stills cries aloud to comfirm others that ger birth is no vain.
She grows up, starts going to school,
Learning that boys are strong and cool,
Girls are weak and an emotional fool.
She was bending all the norms,
Her face was the definition of being strong.
She used to stay away from everyone,
Cause she doesn't want to experience child abuse,
If there is need she gonna knock you out,
Unfair tricks is of no use.
When ever she wants to speak, express what she feels and believe,
'threating' is what she receive.,
She still tackle all of them,
Standing beside what she percieves.
She is in college now,
Dealing with proposals,
What if she says 'no',
She can be a next 'acid attack' victim maybe or for sure,
Her skin would melt in front of her,
Her identity would be snatched from her.
Being dead or alive doesn't matters from here.
But still refuse anything against her will sphere.
There is a constant Molestation and harassment going on in her life,
She tries her best not to be another news of the crime,
Doesn't want to stuck in a dirty time,
Being raped and then get victim blamed,
Is like a burning moth in flames.
But from all this fear,
She doesn't stay at home,
Her life still moves on.
She fights a complete battle,
Where she can loose or escape or win,
She opposes to bear other's sins.
Her life can be ended in so many different ways,
But still she goes and fight her rights.
As it's not one thing that is dangerous in her life,
Her whole life is a dangerous ride.
She is balancing between the society and her life,
All what it requires,
She is paying off the price,
She is skating for so long on a cold thin ice.
©shrutid
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