Why is it me Always?
Why the world, always ask me to behave, Why can't they go and ask those boys to behave? Why are we always countered? Why can't those, who stare at us should be encountered? The roles should be reversed, I shall whistle, And they can bristle. Yes, I was raped So why should I be caved? I am the victim, They did a crime, Then why Am I a suspect so prime? ~Krati Khandelwal❤