Rope of Patriarchy.

The more I want to break free
The more it tangles around me.
Every time I spoke freely,
People look like I have grown two heads. Really?
Notions I am unable to wrap my head around,
I see others following without any logical ground.

Oh, you aren’t mature,
But enough to make a kid? Sure. 
Oh, you will get used to it,
Just hold your tongue and you will fit.
Oh, when the time comes you will learn,
It's just the respect you won’t earn.
This has been going on for years why question it now?
You have dreams? So anyhow.
My mother has done that, my sister too,
Then why can't you?
All these words made me bleed blue.

I do not desire to be put on top,
I just want nonsense to stop.
I complain and complain,
Though it’ll all go down the drain.
When the people I hold dearly,
Will be the first ones to tie me up unfairly.

~Aabha🌈