WWhy I am suppressed?
Why I am not allowed to guess?
Why I am considered as insane?
Are my words my bane?
Am I made to live in this pain?
Why I always fall like rain?
How much I will bear this shame?
Why I am considered as lame?
But remember I am a flame,
which grows again and again.
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