She is born with a silver spoon,
The sky enlightened with the glittering moon,
The sun and the stars are all happy,
To see an angel in a soft coccon.
But there are some souls not so glad,
I pity the narrow mindsets they have had,
For, HE is perhaps what they wanted,
And SHE is the reason why they are sad!
She can't grow and cannot conquer the world,
Is a prejudice that prevails,
Thats when the balance of life derails.
Are her dreams still alive or are they all dead,
One can't really make out from the life she has led.
She still ...