Why was i born,
In a world so torn
So sexist, so cold
How about i just let my story unfold

Expectations shattered, as my parents wanted a boy
But they were stuck with the next best thing, a high maintenance toy
That is born to be married away, neglecting her education
And if they dare to go astray, society disowns them, and kills them in the name of retribution

And if that wasnt enough, we are also subject to ****
Whether we wear shorts, a burkha or a completely concealing cape
Looks like our only choice now, is to step up our game
Teach ourselves to defend, fight, attack, to be the decider of our own fates
Oh wicked world, here is a challenge for you; stop us females if you can,
Once we decide that its enough, none can stop us, no animal nor any man.