The following mumbo jumbo are snippets of stories that are true in all sense. I'm just attempting to be a part of them. Please look over all mistakes I might have made in this. Give it a read, yeah? ________________________________
Remember me daddy? I'm the daughter you forgot, Since the day mom died You left me on my own to rot Remember how drunk you always were? And how the drugs made you feel without a care Well, news flash dad you had someone to look after That you pretended wasn't there.
His hideous lips on my skin Doing something to my body. I begged you to help As he ripped my clothes, Groped my chest Plunged into me as though I was an endless ocean... And the blood came out. Tell me, tell me dad You didn't hear my screams Tell me daddy, It wasn't you standing near the couch, watching; Tell me, It wasn't you with your pants down As you came closer, asking your ‘friend’ To give some space, you wanted a go too Cuz “the fucken drugs weren't doing for you”... Gasping for air, I wasn't allowed to breathe As the father's fluids... Went down my throat. I still feel those hands bruising my skin; Just like needles scratching on my bones So much so, my veins jolt whenever I'm touched by a man.
Oh! How I wish I was strong enough to stop How I wish I wasn't small I was just eight dad! When I experienced my greatest fall Too young to know Why it aches between my legs.
I let you breathe through my lungs I let my steady heartbeats Calm your raging blood And you ripped apart my soul My body a fire that you had the privilege To never get scorched by.
It was the birthday of Mary, She walked down wearing a pink dress A nervous smile set on her face, She had something to confess Mom, dad, she began; I've something to say Taking a deep breath, she attested “I'm gay”... That night no one heard the screams That echoed through out the house As a brother and sister Played the game of cat and mouse A girl was stripped off her innocence Her parents unfazed by her wails As they watched the brother ‘cure’ her of her ‘phase’.
“You're fine... These are just scratches You don't seem to be hurt that much You're fine.” Say something enough And it becomes more than just a line. But what the Fuck do you know!? The Pain is mine! Princess, baby doll, These were a cover for the acts The prince was going to do. Unbeknownst to you The ‘Prince’ would reach deep Inside of you and unleash The beast he'd grown to hide. So sleep well oh beauty 'Cuz boy! you're in for a ride.
Earlier, Q- Does a woman always need to be calm and quiet? Society- Of course, it should be a part of her character. Q- Is it always the woman of the family who has to sacrifice? S- Yes, who else? Its a part of her duty. There is nothing great in it. Q- Should a woman be provided the independence and rights that she deserves? S- What is the need? That independence wont yield any result. After all, she has to marry one day and then she'll have her husband to take care of her.
Now, Q- Who is responsible for the crimes that women are being the victims of? S- Women themselves. They should know their limits. Q- What do you think about a woman who has more male friends than female friends? S- Ugh oh!!! SLUT ALERT!!! Q- What would you call a woman who stands up for the rights of women? S- Just a feminist who needs attention.
Years have changed, questions have changed, answers have changed, but mentality remains the same.
The condition of women has changed, But has it improved?