Being A girl

Being a girl u’ll always b hurt... she said... Being a girl u’ll never b free

Being a girl u’ll always lie... she said... But a girl is something worth to be

Being a girl u’ll always fall... she said... in the arms of right kind of wrong

Being a girl u’ll never learn... she said... even when the death might sing a song

Now I look at her with admiration... guilt of all those years wasted...

When each time I woke up... believing to be more than just a girl

My mother always knew where would I land up even when I wanted otherwise…

Now I might add that I was no different... than a typical girl with high pride