𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝙱𝙴𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙴𝚁

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴

A life was born ,who wanted to be adorned.
With her belives she wanted her dreams to weave.
''Inside the heart of mine'' she says there's a hidden magic,
Through which she aspires to sparkle and shine.

Being in her utopian world, suddenly she hears very distinct words...........
Which makes her feel she can't have such wills.
She innocently asks, we bare same traits then why physical differences makes us different?
They harshly the put the verse forth,  you are a girl ! not made to whirl in the worldly curls.

Inside her, flows a huge river of dreams , but now it'll be concealed forever it seems.
Whenever the river tries to pav the way towards ocean,
hundreds of barriers carrying backward thoughts forms a wall with which th routes are clogged.
Whenever she finds a new hope, they put the gender verse forth.
Don't you determine for what you're  being made?
It's not your job whatever you've laid.
You are a girl not made to whirl in the worldly curls.

As much as she tries to unwill their eyes, they would throw her request in the bin like rotten fries.
Reminding her ...
don't you forget!!! You are a girl, made to mould in whichever shape gives you the world.

At last she gave up.
And started to cling with what they would sing.

YES I'M A GIRL, NOT MADE TO  WHIRL IN THE WORLDLY CURLS...