I wont change Stop calling me that, M sick of you telling me again and again, Change how the way I look, Change how the way I dress, I would turn my deaf ears, Because, m exhausted of your advices, Those advices that may be genuine to you , But i dont like you saying, Over again to me, Confining me how i had to look, Ok , i admit girls my age are girlie, They are totally awesome -blossom But here m dead , and boyish , You dont have to doubt on what actually I am? Its your lame brain that says Walk in one piece,kurtas, and shorts, The boys will think of you , May fall for you , Not only that , colour your words, Talk like butterflies, Oh hell , do you seriously think This would get me a boy? Ah whatever, You really have a doubt, If i say i dont like mehendis, And churas and stuffs that are way too much , feminine, I like being rough, I like to makeup , I like to style my hair, I like to look beautiful But please dont take away from me the rights , To dressup disheaveled, To wear stuffs like boys, To act a bit boys, And m fed up answering you, I like boys ! Ask me, i like Neymar, I wish this boy would take me on a date ?;) But please respect me, like i respect you back Coz, i like bikes , jeans, and stuffs Doesnt means you have to raise a question on my gender! Let the whole sarcasm ! I dont give a shit , M going this way , And mum dad you dont have to worry big, About this big girl , And how she looks ahead whole this criticism, Hate me , tell me whatever, But yeah i give damn Coz i know i am not evil, Whats with this posture, and my character, Its my freedom, And hell, I will be this till i die Or the day when i would marry :)
Posted on: Sat, 02 Aug 2014 11:32:39 +0000
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