Love by Pritha Jain
But if love was actually
In the air
Then why did
All the butterflies
In my stomach
Die of suffocation!?
I Don’t Belong to You by Pritha Jain
They ask me to cover
This pretty skin of mine
They ask me to hide one of the many things
That are supposed to be my pride.
They look at me
With evil lurking behind their eyes
And I try unsuccessfully to shun them
While they've already undressed me in their minds.
I've learnt to fear an empty bus
And that old deserted street
Oh! Tell me what to do now, in this conundrum
How desperately I want to be free.
I've learnt not to talk back
Not when I want to spend my entire life in misery.
I feel weightless now
Under their heavy bodies
I feel stupid now
For letting them gang up against me.
I lay empty now
As the wind tries to blow some life into me
I let my tears soak my face
But I know better than to
Become an unsolved case.
I don't want to end up
With a thousand candles lit in front of me
With a thousand walking for me
With a story that'll haunt me forever.
"Get over it" they say
No, let me rephrase
How can I ever rebuild
This broken soul of mine?
"I'll live", I assure
My mother who's been weeping for weeks
My father who's never left me
But most importantly
That small part of me that's still left to die.
I fight back vigorously
I don't want to disappoint anyone anymore.
They've made me wear
Trousers instead of those cute little shorts
Pants instead of those lacy skirts of mine
An invisible coat of shame
Everyone around me thinks
I'm the one to be blamed.
They've given me scars that'll outlast my age
Am I just supposed to bottle up my rage?
Friends & Family Sale – 25% Off Sitewide