She tempts,
She tantalises
The world says
Making her hide,
Behind the veiled obscurity
Still dissatisfied
Yet discontented
Heaped with restrictions,
She’s mocked
For her choices
For her picks
Nothing but impositions
These though,
Of society
And its farcical paragons
Sabotaging expressions
Suppressing inherency
Passing on the blame,
Playing a queer game
Blotting the sufferer
Safe-guarding the perpetrator
An irony,
A paradox
Prevailing all over,
Like none other
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