I forgot I am a girl,
Every action of mine is noticed,
Every step I take is decided by others.
I forgot I am a girl!
I don’t have rights to be “MYSELF”
My academics, career are decided by others,
My choices are controlled,
I forgot I am a girl!
I have to dress according to the men around,
I am told that my attires will evoke man’s desire,
I can be raped because of short skirts and sleeveless dresses,
I am accused of my own rape,
I am accused to tempt men towards me
I forgot I am a girl!
I am victimized by male’s evil torture,
I am killed through their mere gaze,
I feel like slapping them hard, hit their groins,
But I fear they are more powerful than me physically,
I fear I may become victim to their thirst,
I forgot I am a girl!
They worship me in the form of Goddess Lakshmi, Saraswati, Kali, Parvati,
On the other hand, I brutally fall prey to a man’s hunger,
They not only rape me physically,
But they emotionally tear me apart.
I forgot I am a girl!
I go through this immense loss, physical and mental trauma,
Still, I am the one who is always blamed for my condition today.!
I forgot I am a girl…!!!!
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