Who Am I
I whispered in her ears
to ask a little doubt
"Why you are so alone
in this deadly battle ground".
She replied i a low voice
"Because no one took my stand
i cried for the help
But left alone to blend".
"I walked on the thorns
and was also sent behind the bars
but no one believed me
and was left alone in the war."
"If somebody asks who am i
who got so many swirls
i reply in a slight voice
"I AM A POOR GIRL".
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