Bride

I want my future bright,

But at the same time why don’t want to be a bride???

Maybe it’s a typical rule of society, 

Which keeps high my anxiety.

I want to be the first independent,

So nobody can call me dependent.

Confused about figuring out, 

Sometimes I want to scream loud. 

My voice is my identity,

Throw the bad bloody thought’s density.

I knew the nice side of marriage,

But it’s not possible without courage.

Take a stand for your own self, 

After that, you got some help.

Marriage is not a curse actually,

And why are adjustments were done by brides only??

It’s doesn’t mean to be harsh and blunt so much, 

Abuse and harassment don’t hold in your stomach.

Of course, I want my future bright, 

Maybe yes, I want to be a bride.......