You are a girl, so behave like one

 _*You are a girlllllll , so behave like one*_


 you are a girl ,

you should learn some etiquettes.

  don't wear that   dress that's revealing  and you look crap.


 the Boys would clap back ,

and the demon would look .

the society says , 

I'm a girl, but that is just  one of the gender right? not  something to decide my worthy worth.


 I am refused by many publishers ,

and Defined by many entrepreneurs.

 and described by many protagonists,

 and I'm still standing here practicing the most rudimentary resilient of table decore.


I am a  peice of politeness,

Wrapped  in smiles and gifts.

 I can't stare just,

Just  because I am a girl

Aren't  you still  aware?


 *I just told you so !*


 I am told to sit properly ,

I am gazed  when I talk to loud.

I  am asked about my relationship status,

 and I don't tell them.

 

but then they tell me they are all my friends, and I describe about my toxic tumulative 4 year relationship ,

and then they say you are too young to practice that.


 they ask me  about my grades, rather than my Guts.

they ask me about my qualification ,

cause I am only good if I am qualified enough.


They appreciate me for my creativity when i write,

but they call me a little narcissistic Dumb head, smaller than their foot size.

And critisize me for   my point of facts,

 that they all lack.


 when I rant about feminism ,

they think I am tooooooo feminely   toxic .

when I prattle about art and culture ,

they glanced at me divenely.


 when I talk about sports,  they are amazed that I know something of worth  rather than just Creating choas.


When i  plant a seed I am more femine,

 And when I cook, 

 I become the   world's best girl they would ever found outside.


 when I love children,

 they believe I am a woman ; most womenly.

 but when I hate dancing; they find girl like me a threat to  the society .


now you will tell me I practice and propagate misandry ,

and then you look through my breast.

 I am not a  piece of meat  or flesh, boy,

 that you could consume constantly ahead.


 my mother just told me that sexism is dead,

 but then she make sures if I had carried paper spray in  my beg.

 I told my girlfriends I'll be there for them ,

but then i was shut  I saw a man with all of them.


 I am afraid of the woman who are   stronger than me,

  cause they intrigue my dead femine sanity.

They also  ask you to be polite to remain protected ,

that just like practicing mendicancy constantly being rejected.


They tell  you men and women are  equal,

 and everyone practice parallelism and parity.

 But still your mother asked you if you have reached their safely  and pray ,

while boys go out and  play .


Slam back  on those,

 who think women can be captured in a book or  prose and can be ignited by giving a red rose.

 I want to tell all flowery women ,

who are not so femine,  thay you are enough, being alive,

 Being different and  even if you want to be a man, that's the path walk and ride .


 the parameter, you  set for me .

being so girly girl in a suicidal society are  not followed at any cost,

 either you ridicule me, mock me or  boast .


I am  a non fictional female,

 not the fatal figurine .

you see around ,

If I love cooking I do it for my own sake not for appeasing  your society's moral standard remorseful remakes.


 I'm not a drama queen, 

I am  just unveiling the reality to you actually.

 that's how they say,

 _you are a girl , behave like *one*_ 

and when your Candid minds question again, they speak before you,


 if you would have been a boy,

 it's would have  been better ,

because nothing could ever be *misdone*.


*Thankyou*

*Leeza sharma*

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