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What is right and what is wrong,
Tell me what is right and what is wrong; by
Justifying what is mine and what is yours,
Let my dreams sleep while yours soar,
Mine is a cage while yours home,
As your name is called out; boy,
They can’t comprehend, but see the right,
In between your past and your present,
In your eyes and reminiscence,
In your heart and on your skin,
In your grace and in your sin,
While you try to be it, they may see it.
And it's my plight,
For the reigns are in their hand;and
For me, they decide,
My confidence as a farce,
My clothes as Ostentatious,
My mind as traitor,
My dreams as fatal,
And fading away my choices, of
Wearing the clothes i want to wear,
Being a women and not skin care,
Not being judged with the body hair,
Living in a world that we can bear,
I know it's an illusion, with people stuck in a phase of delusion
They acknowledge the fact before they step in our shoes.
Society has a hundred faces,
While game is just played by four,
No one says its aptly right,
when a girl walks outside at night,
No one says it should be wrong,
When boys are told,
“Only men are strong”
Where goes their speculation,
When they spread hoax in temples about menstruation,
Where goes their judgementation,
While saying binary are not the part of this world
Is there something wrong with me?
Is there something wrong with us?
Is this the world I chose to be, in
It, just blasphemy and distrust,
A tale was told, that said,
Your customs are great,
Your stories are great,
Your history of making glories are great,
Your thinking is poor,
Your mind is dull,
Oh boy, you never say what you feel,
But it's our time,
To take up the throne,
To unravel your sin,
Far and beyond,
It's already enough a clutter,
Right it's said, Birds of a feather flock together,
But now is the time for us to raise,
The voice; given by the god’s grace,
While I’m the right and i'm the wrong,
I'm the one who decides it all,
So let the standards fall,
for us to decide,
What is wrong and what is right.
