I'm A Doll

They admire me-

For my pretty face

For my elegant dress

For my charming smile

They adore me-

For my gentle kind

For my somber side

For my selfless make

They desire me-

Until I don’t condemn the cage

Until I don’t protest the scars

Until I don’t challenge the norms

They mock at me-

When I flutter my wings

When I chase my dreams

When I assert my being

Will they ever learn-

To cherish my rise

To revere my take

To applaud my win?