The Cursed Daughters

That burning pain

Starting at the very gut crawling all the way up to my brain

Igniting unbearable blame

Never was it known to me being a girl would go into vain.

But do you really know who she is? Do not forget she has a voice.

Control your whoremones before you slut-shame

Or else karma gets you defamed

Demanding her to be in your life while she is content with her own life

It doesn’t call for humanity to be destroyed.

Symbolizing her with names is bringing changes in her ballgame,

Slut of the universe always cursed

I wish you use those adjectives for your sister too

I anyway shouldn’t be your concern out of the blue.

Poor you,

Get a life, Stop getting troubled with other folk’s strife

What you crave for will never be your’s

But what I crave for is going to be mine

Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl

Born from a different pearl

I am glad that I exist

I am glad

That I am not you.