Bride

I want my future bright,

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

May be it’s a typical rules of society, 

Which keeps high my anxiety.

I want to be first independent,

So nobody can call me dependent.

Confused about figuring out, 

Sometimes I want to screaming 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 curse actually,

And why adjustments 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,

May be yes, I want to be a bride!