Predicament of a girl


All the struggle that a girl do,
Does it really matters?
Right from taking a birth to giving it one day,
Does her life really belongs to her?

Being judged for everything ,for how she sits ,
And what she speaks,
For what she wear and what you hear ,about her,
And being considered weak for shedding a tear.
If she loves someone she is considered a slut ,
Bro, values ,character are in veins just like blood,
Periods are regarded full with myths,
Yes! Every girl bleeds.
When she smiles at a joke, it means she is fun loving,
Who told you she liked the joker as well kid.
Every girl wishes freedom
From the ghost dressed like humans,
Still there are some bold, confident and winsome!

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