Gossip Makers
I glimsped back...
And caught you laughing upon me..
Is it some jokes you were making about me..
I peered at you perplexed...
For I just smiled to everyone and greeted you like a civilised being.
Didn't you notice?
I want to come to you and ask what is the joke?
Because I know not what you were mocking me about...
My dress..my bearing..my skills..my intelligence...
my maturity or my self confidence?
Is it my presence which suffocates you?
Or is that I'm too much for you?
Do not get stressed upon me...
Save your laughs for some healthy cause.
As I don't give a darn about such trivial emotions of girlish competition...
I'm not to be intimidated by your jeers..
You can't digest my presence in that forum..
You have still to grow up.
You are weak to ever cling to a clique.
Without it, you are nothing.
You ally with stupid beings like yourself,
Who can approve your emotions.
You have still to be educated by life.
A self made being has already learnt
To shed these unimportant things of life..
When she has struggled along her long journey,
Paving her way to her ambition
And achieve on her own.
I will come again in such gatherings as
I love people and like to socialize.
You won't deter me.
I'm above your base feelings of jeolousy.
Grow up my dears...gossip leaves me unscathed..
But it will surely kill you before age!!!
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