Shattered Dreams, Unanswered Whys

Why was I killed, discarded like trash?

Why told to cook, clean, and always be rash?

Why called a burden, a weight on society?

Why was my worth reduced to a pity?

Why were my wings clipped, my dreams denied?

Because I was a girl, left asking why.

When it came to a career, I was made a maid,

Told girls are weak, dreams would soon fade.

If I were a boy, I’d be my mother’s pride,

But as a girl, I was cast aside.

Why were my wings clipped, my dreams denied?

Because I was a girl, left asking why.

Why stay silent after every slap?

Why endure violence, fall into the trap?

Why were my wings clipped, my dreams denied?

Because I was a girl, left asking why.

Others become doctors, engineers too,

But I was told that servitude would do.

They preach empowerment, but girls still die—

Lost to dowry, and still we cry.

Is this our India, fair and free?

Why were my wings clipped, denied to be?

Because I was a girl, left asking why.