Rebel's Resolve

By Pujita Ganotra

"What are you most scared of?"

They asked

"Failure" she answered

For she had forgone her mask 

She promised to herself

She won't be the person she used to be

The girl who stayed quiet

When all she wanted was to scream

Her thoughts were loud

So was her self-doubt

She felt messed up inside

She felt as if a part of her died

Tried, she genuinely tried

To be the perfect daughter

The perfect bride

But alas! She failed

Her reputation's stained

People whispered

People talked 

About the girl distraught

But this time she fought

She cried and cried at first 

Then she started having this thirst

Of freedom and revenge

This time she decided it was society that had to bend

The first step was to do anything but blend

Ironic! Am I right?

The girl was crazy enough to think

That she could fight 

The society and their rules

She refused herself to be their tool

Day and night

She would prepare

For their judgemental stares 

She looked in the mirror

And practiced a lot 

To keep her confidence high

Not to react to their pitiful sighs

It took a lot of time

To undo the damage, they had caused 

Sometimes slow down and even pause

But she didn't give up 

She fell and stood back up 

She wanted to become tough

This went on for days to weeks to months

For life never stops for anyone

She fought and she fought well

She made sure to leave a legacy

Worthy to be called a rebel

By Pujita Ganotra