Trapped

Do you see what I see?
Do you see the trap? The suffocation and the dying liberty?
Is it just me or can you feel expectations corner you once you cross sweet sixteen?
The ideal now lies in teenage scars being concealed under cheap drugstore makeup and your body to be as pleasing as ever.
Do you see a whole system of societal expectations killing you every damn day?
Are we really given a choice?
We are to obey, please and deliver.
Do you see what I see?
Our purpose being served way before we step into this world,
Our fates written all over the city by the older and wiser,
Do you finally see it?
The purpose of a vagina, the liberty of a vagina and the endless beauty of a vagina?
- Rashmika

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