Inner voice of a girl child

I am not any bird
Not a butterfly, 
I am simply a girl child
Who wants to fly. 
Every moment the world makes me die
But, why the world turns a blind eye?
Don’t underestimate my inner strength
I’m neither weak nor shy, 
I am a loaded missile
With an ambition sky high. 
Give me wings
I want to touch the sky, 
Give me freedom
I want to change everyone’s mindset
BEFORE I DIE
BEFORE I DIE
BEFORE I DIE. 

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