Yes I wear a loud makeup ,to keep it bold
Yes I l like to party , to burn the dance floor
I roam around the city at mid night
To rekindle the lost soul..
Yes I love to be the cynosure at any place I go
But do I ask for that ogle eyes?
The answer is no!!!
Yes I lit up when I feel chocked,
I like to do the bottles up when I just want to let it go ,
And to all that I hear, that you are nothing but just another whore!!
Yes my love blossomed more than twice,
You were not enough for lifetime.
Yes my thoughts flicker every time
I flirt, smirk, and smile,
But does that make me a slut? As I am labelled all the time!!
Yes I have dreams, but the problem is it’s not what the society needs
To every success of mine they credit the physical compromise
Not the pragmatic once that I have made through out
The sojourn in my life
Yes I wear short clothes wherever I feel,
Do I need to give explanation for all my deeds ?
Yes I am an extrovert & dictate my life on my own term,
This is my life & I own it one!!
Yes I am a girl & I am proud to be one,
Not a whore as I am labelled one..