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My eyes still tightly shut
My lips forcefully sealed
My ears covered with hands
All the secrets concealed
All the atrocities hidden
Raising my voice, forbidden
Am innocuous to Him,victim in His eye
Am a culprit to you,Why?oh!why?
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Is it because he made me a girl
I was to be respected and not knurl
He made me a daughter so You could have mothers
I wish you had shown same respect to others
It’s not my fault
That am an open vault
It’s not my fault
That my way’s halt
He made me a girl,
He wanted to
Who was made my protector?
Oh,wait . That’s you
You catcalled me,
It scared me to hell
Where’s your sister
I wanna wish her well
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Where is your mother
I want her to tell
That Are you something of Proud to her
Or something she’d cage in a shell
Where’s your father
I wanna know
Where was he when
You were being a clamorous crow
Where’s your brother
He,too, must see
That his brother’s not an angel
But a demon ;from whom he must flee
I wanna cry out loud
For what you did to me
I wanna shout all this out
And find myself glee
But am labelled,Called names
Isolated to disdain
Am made a taboo
Who’s the culprit? it’s you.
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Am still not losing hope
Still not desolate
I will get my justice
Even if I have to wait
it’s not you or the world
That I look up to
It’s your Lord, My God
That’ll show the real you
