I don’t need a man to figure out who I’m supposed to be,
For I am so much more than how society defines me,
I wish with all my heart that this wasn’t the world that I lived in,
I wake in the night and curse this world of war, crime and sin,
I don’t need your stereotypes to define myself,
I’m sorry, but please, keep your opinions to yourself,
I fear the day this world reaches a consensus,
For the wars and battles from that moment on, I fear will be endless,
Humanity has become reckless, Frozen in a state of mind,
Never stopping to wonder what is ethical, moral or right,
And they said, how could a scared little girl rise above the monsters and fight?
And she replied, you can never lose your demons but you can always stand for what you believe is right,
And they looked on in wonder, as she stopped all the destruction,
The very one they caged, came back to be their salvation,
And she became their new hope, a light in the dark,
And then that world did, on a new journey embark,
And the old traditions, mandates and standards of the past,
Became a thing so obscure that they could no longer last,
That world is now a haven, of those lost, scared and different,
Because she opened their minds and thus their hearts, to those incandescent,
And they tell her story, even up till this day,
For she was the true saviour who showed everyone the right way,
“She was just a little girl, who had the nerve to believe,
That she could be much much more than how she was perceived.”
ANVI TUTEJA
-with you till the end of the line, pal-
Thoughts Caught 