My Journey

For ages, I have been told,

Don't immerse yourself in the vanity of self-love.

Always put yourself last on your priority list.

Otherwise, you will be called a selfish woman.

I believed the same, in the process, I become a plastic,

No pores for emotions to penetrate.

Suffered and suffered until my heart said, stop! It's more than enough.

The first time I refused to cover my face, painted red color on my lips.

I laughed aloud just not smiled. 

I kissed myself in the mirror and the mirror said, hey, beautiful now no need to hide.

Half of the life I have spent putting a smile on everyone's lips and forgot my pains.

People took me for granted, called me a woman without any brain.

Now I am on the top of my priority list, everyone is on the last.

It doesn't matter whether people call me right or wrong.

I just want to go where my heart takes me away,

My journey is mine only, I will live life in my way.