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Jan 2020
I hold your hand to feel safe,
but you make me feel trapped.
I don't know why you stalk me all the time,
but act like a good guy.

It feels like you are just wrapping your over possessive behaviour,
by calling yourself protective.
I am sorry but I feel like you are acting totally fake,
because whatever you do,
makes you look like a detective.

You know what ?
because of you,
I started questioning my own existence.
"Why am I like this ?"
"Why am I a girl ?"

You can provide me everything,
but you can't buy love and affection,
from my heart for you.
Because you never set me free.
I wish you understood the fact that,
"A golden cage is still just a cage."

I think now this is my turn,
this is the time to turn the page.
Before you come at me,
look at yourself first.
I think you should just mind your own business and stop interferring in mine.

Why do you always get mad at me when I do things in my way ?
Why would I fit ?
If I was born to standout !
You're no one to decide for me,
that what is right and what is wrong.

This is my life,
and I am my own queen.
I have right on my life,
because you don't own me.
Yes I'm getting up to fight for my rights.
As a girl, I'll step up and take pride.
No ! I won't listen to you this time,
just do me a favour,
and leave me alone.
Go get a life you a
Muskan Purohit
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Muskan Purohit  16/F
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