She was given a freedom like dove,
Little did she know that it's wings were broken.
She was trapped in that dark cage,
Made of stereotypes that society created.
She thinks twice before she does anything
Cause she's tired of thinking what people might think.
She is assured that she is respected,
Why do people use her relations for obscenity?
She can't go out without an escort,
Then will she ever cross the country of hers
To make her parents and her nation proud?
She's always a slave for people's demand on her beauty,
She's always the one who gets judged about her personality.
She's always the one who suffers from our nation's disability.
She bleeds in pain and bears all the risks,
But she can't laugh out whenever she wants.
She and her life are all a burden,
Cause she ain't  the one who wears a turban.
People never change,these remain the same,
She is the one who gets the blame.
No matter how tough her is,
She is and will always be that fierce lioness.

My heart aches...
For the walls I keep building.
My head hurts...
For the chances I keep losing.
My soul cries...
For the regrets I keep having.

The night has come to an end,
To remind the day you've spent,
Now, let the night descend,
And have a Good night my friend.