Let's Trade- a poem

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 Let's Trade

Let’s trade, you give me the liberty to be the shimmering sparkle that I am

I’ll pay you with my parents’ sweat and blood earned wealth

You make sure no one dares to tell me what I cannot and what I can

I’ll pay you with my ruined mental health

You let me wear what I want without judgements

I’ll pay you with sleep deprivation

You fill my life with rewards for the time spent

I’ll pay you with chronic isolation

Let’s trade

-Maithili

 

 


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