Her glistening eyes that once were a calm ocean now behold a burning rage
Cover your legs they said, no crop tops they said, it’s not the right age
She ditched the stilletos for they were provocative they said
But that didnt prevent it from happening, nor did the saffron on her head
Neither the concrete structure she’d go for praying with flowers and her soul to offer
Nor did the society she desperately tried to fit in tried to take the pain off her
Her cries for help were answered by pretentious display of sympathy
But they soon dried up , along with the expectations of their empathy
It’s strange how she was left alone to fight her battles by herself
And now since she finally stopped trying and decided to give in to her fate
She sells her body they say
Got no morals, just a will and a way
She aint fit to live in our society they diss
Holding her guilty for enjoying such bliss ….