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Privileged

Why do I need to be someone’s priority when I could be mine?

At this point in my life, I feel safe around myself. I believe the first commitment in your life is you. Never put this beautiful bird in a cage when she is born to flaunt herself on the stage. Every move of yours is a step you take for your future. When I was a kid my mom used to say that I don’t want to see you asking for money from someone, I want you to earn it for yourself. Your knowledge, your money and your passion should make them respect you. I learnt from her that day, that you being a woman have so much to flaunt apart from looks.

I share a specials bond I know with everybody, but when it comes to me I believe I am my God. The only body I should worship is mine, and every word that I utter is that of my sound mind. Every part has bruises on it and they are like my warrior marks. Every battle I fought was so beautifully designed for me that I feel privileged to be there. I whimpered at my cons when I was young, so pity that I lost all my childhood without having fun.  And now I feel guilty about ruining my past over beautiful insecurities.

For me, I am a wild forest. So glorious that I could captivate them, meaningful enough to be cherished and paradise they wanna possess.

-Riya Shah

By Ray

POET| CONTENT WRITER| BLOGGER

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