When I was young, I was in all girls institute, separated from the real world
That time I was me, real me. I was not a girl, I was a person.
Like every good thing comes to end, my education ended there
I was out in the real world, I made some friends, I was happy until I realized
What the world and friends had done to me.
First time in my twenties, I was thinking, what men like, how should I behave, what should I wear
I was reading Cosmopolitan magazine, I was obsessed with body image perfection
I had it bad, I was hurt that I am not god gift to men
Then I came to know what social pressure is
Now I am in thirties, I am trying to be a person again
It’s hard to get all the social judgments against women out of my mind
I wish I had it earlier in my twenties
do not know if I can conquer this world.
but I have promised myself to try.