When I was just born,
They thought, “Poor girl, her skin is so flawed.”
They then taught me “Don’t be racist. Do no discriminate.”
But over the years , I just realized –
Racism was a hobby they can’t hate.
When a kid, they wanted me to gain weight.
And when I did, they are desperate to see me stick thin saying, “Love, it’s still not too late.”
They once said, “Score good grades.”
And when I did, “They mocked about petty things” . Again using swords and blades.
They promised , “We have your back.”
And then they stabbed me over and over, deep within, cutting no slack.
They smiled at my wounded self saying , “Be strong , you’ll be fine.”
And then they played me and had my nerves hanging on the lines.
They asked me, “hey, how do you do ?”
And then threw a list of things they wanted , making me wonder- why couldn’t there be just a real few?
And when I finally preferred the quiet and peace, of holding life in my own grip,
They came back barking,
“Honey, what’s wrong? Why are you like this?”
#thisworld #heavyexpectations #realities #worldblues
Sometimes I wonder, whether I lived for them and forgot about living for me ?
So now I live for me, so they can wonder
that I can forget about how spiteful people be.