Stop trying to fit me in Cinderella’s shoes


Stop trying to fit me in cinderella's shoes,
When I am born to live life on my own rules;
Why a inch more in my curves, bother you a lot,
While, you never appreciated miles of my smile;
Why you see beauty in only my bright shade of skin,
When my soul is equally beautiful with all my flaws;

Stop trying to fit me in Cinderella's shoes,
When I am born to live life on my own rules;
Why you pescribe me, only shades of pink,
When I can absorb whole pallatté of colours with dash of bling;
Why you see my grace, only in belle step,
When I can show my strength in karate chops;

Stop trying to fit me in Cinderella's shoes,
When I am born to live life on my own rules;
Why you imagine me in only doctors coat,
When I can equally hit runs from my bat ;
Why I am always supposed to laugh on your jokes,
When God had gifted me scarscam to hit your stokes;

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