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YES I AM A GIRL...

My family was happy when I was born, Yet I could see a glimpse of grief that was not known.
As I grew up, my freedom was restrained, And now my dignity depended on the social customs that I was forced to maintain.
Gradually everyone started telling me about morality: How to dress, how to speak, How to behave and how to eat. As if morality was the subject anybody could preach.
So as I matured with all the conditions been told, Routine leering and lewd comments were the things, I was accustomed to ignore.
I am told to cover my head with respect, The length of my clothes define the character I possess. Yes, I am a girl, a girl who is asked to be within her limits, Limits that are infinite............................................................. Yet the number of atrocities against me are not lessening its stride. Yes I am a girl, a girl for whom, in my country, it is considered bad to drink. A girl who, during her whole life, would always be made realized by some or the other man, that she is a girl…