Why me?
Why only me?
What have I done?
Am I not human?
Do I not have a right to live?
What are you planning with the doctor,mother?
To kill me,
Just because I am a girl.
But mother,tell me one thing;
You were also a girl in your childhood,
And yet you do not have sympathy with me.
To your child,
Your girl.
Why are you doing this to me father?
Should I tell you that,
You are here just because of your mother,
Who was also a girl like me,
And this is a true universal fact.
Weren't you the one?
who always said,
''Woman is the elena of the world."
Then why regret the words,right now,
To me.
Do you two still not realise,
That I want to see the world,
To feel the world.
But alas!my fate,
My journey ends now,
In the womb;
Without even feeling the warmth of sunlight brush against my skin.
Goodbye,world.
Even if I have not opened my eyes,
I can clearly see,people chanting;
"Woman is the elena of the world."
When all this has been done to me.
