The anti pseudo feminist

I ll be the girl standing by your side
May be in the last metro or the next bus ride
Just as glad as i was offered the seat...
But i really worry may be you had the need...
May be you were tired too
As was I
I wonder as to why...
You are a person just like me...
But life neither makes it for you easy to be....

For every time I am asked to be wary of ur kind
A little thought sparks up my mind...
Isnt it all a prejudice....
Thinking it all to be wise
Maybe i have long been scared...
That very little i cared...

Just as i want to be assured of my every right...
Arent you also fighting a tough fight??
Everytime I struggle for my place...
I dont want you to lose the race....
I was told the world needs more of me....
But all it needs is a better you and a better me...



Comments

Rishabh Verma said…
Boy in blue and girl in pink.. thank God you didn't let the ship sink. ��
3 March 2017 at 13:47
Sonakshi Sharma said…
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2 December 2017 at 08:39
Sonakshi Sharma said…
Haha.... something had to be done there
2 December 2017 at 08:39
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