I leave home with eyes full of dreams,
face lit with smiles.
With hope and confidence,
With zeal and strength,
As much as yours, my friend.
I feel equal, I feel safe, I feel secure;
I feel I am a person, not just a girl.
I respect you and expect just the same from you.
Nothing More, Nothing Less.
I walk on the roads fearlessly.
Why should I worry, it’s my world too,
As much as it is yours.
But you tell me every day that “Whatever you are, you are a girl”.
You look at me like you look at an object.
You throw at me every day, your dirty words,
As if I am a garbage bin.
I feel unclean, I feel eroded.
When your lustful eyes dig deep into my body, it hurts.
I am not an object,
Nor a garbage bin.
I am not your property.
You have fun and then forget, but it remains with me.
It frightens me when I step out of home the next day.
It upsets me when I am alone,
It leaves a scar forever.
I don’t feel safe.
The dreams in my eyes share the space with fear and caution.
The smile on my face is not the same.
I can muster the courage, to fight back. I am bold, I can fight.
But why do I have to fight each day just to be myself?
I can decide to forget what you do to me,
But its not as easy as it is for you.
Why can’t you be human?
I am human. I respect you.
You be human too and respect me.
Nothing more, nothing less.