Being A Girl Poem by Pushyami Vemulapalli

I was free
When I was small
I let the wind take me
Wherever it wants to go
I flew so high in the sky,
Make friends with fairies
Lived in the clouds
And built castles in the air.
I was the Princess of my own kingdom

But then
As I grew up
I could no longer fly
I couldn't find the wings
I was caught up in emotions,
Lived in a cage,
Surrounded by restrictions
I could no longer go with the wind
Being a girl changed everything.......