Annoyed man, grumbling; Questioning the equality that women demands For being made to stand up from a ladies seat, Questioning if it hurts differently, our feat? I smile to the situation, Creases on my forehead have long been gone I see those strangers staring at my legs, I see that man silently clicking my picture I get pinched at my back, Or a sudden hit on the track Because I am a girl, My body, I am taught to protect I cover my legs, Because I am a girl and I should dress properly I wear my bag pack in the front, Because I am a girl and I should protect my purity I look down from the man staring at my legs Because I am a girl and I am taught to behave like one That girl who was bending low, Must not have been giving you a better view A tummy ache, she must have been going through To hold her tummy, she must have bent low For she is a girl, to such wolverine eyes she should learn to grow For attracting such eyes, Her morals mus...