In this world of lies, She is sacred, She is lost, unknown about the stories of coolest guys
Someone today pushed her in the bus, Blaming her for no cause, She was regarded as a fuss!
Being a girl she suffers a lot,
Cursing herself for all she coulf have got.
In the name of fake respect she is being tortured.
Similar to a flower, she was once nurtured.
As a wife she suffers too,
No one with a true heart ever told her “I love you.”
Unlike the rest her body ails
Her story was never described by those tales
Sometimes her eyes cry a billion tears
She is even pushed away by her dears
Wallahi, She smilies outside but dies inside,
No one ever knew SHE IS A BEAUTIFUL SUICIDE !