Agony - A Girl

Ya, I m a gal,

But my life is not as a pearl.

I m born but no one wants,

they want a boy, Am used as a toy.

My mom loves me but can't express

Coz it's the boy that makes them impress.

Still, am alive with feathers by my side,

God made me human that suffice.

I am made to do household chores,

When all the other play I am bored.

I m taught to raise a family,

Where others are happy and gloomy.

My desires are been killed,

And my heart is tears filled,

Whom to show my agony,

They say be ready to face the irony.

Sometimes I feel why am I born as a Girl In this cruel world?

I wish I could be given an option of rebirth,

I would rather be born again like a bird,

Thann a girl.

Then I would have roamed freely in this cruel world.