I am.
For whenever you’re willing to take a stand
There comes an entourage questioning your sanity and not the man
It’s okay they say
Take what comes your way
Fight what it is you want said
At the end of the day, you have to find your place on someone else’s bed.
Dignity is such a big deal
And yet
Is anyone ever asking this girl how she feels?
She throws around the fact that she wishes she was dead
So easily, but why is it her who has to have suffered, it really should be this man's head.
Settle down, relax, it will all fade away
No, it won’t, I still feel his hand on my waist.
I feel his hands all over me and all I want to do is peel every inch of my skin off,
I can’t have anyone near me without wanting to scream get it off! Get it off!
Why is it nobody is willing to listen to every word I have been screaming out loud?!
You have me questioning if it is me, have I willingly attracted the wrong crowd?
Why did you let me grow up this way, with nothing to be said and nowhere to say it?
Is this all I’m good for, to be taken by consent or against it?
She is me. I am her. It is every woman.
Not one of us really asked for this, it just was what we were given.
I think this is how every woman feels..So so well expressed Sheetal..I cant express how I am feeling ..hope u understand,but straight from heart ..great..you and your words..simple yet deep ..
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! I completely understand sadly :)
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ReplyDeleteEnjoyed reading your blog. I must compliment you on your writing skills. Is it a case of Like Mother like daughter or A chip of the old block. Your Mom does get a share of all the accolades you have been getting.
Take care n stay safe .
My best
Ram Nagaraj Uncle
Thank you :)
DeleteVery well written.. Echos many a situation in Real life.. Strikes a chord...
ReplyDeleteAnd very good writing skill as well.. Keep it up..
Take care and stay safe...
Thank you :)
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