By just looking at the clothes I wore,
Your judging eyes said that I am a whore.
What a talent and to you it belongs,
You got an issue to be heard with gongs.
My attitude was all it stuck you,
I just want to say 'FUCK YOU'.
What is the issue if a girl wears make up,
It is the time for you to wake up.
Saying anything to me is not the thing of
your gut,But at my back,you call me slut.
If I am standing for myself,I am misbehaved,
Don't tell me this bullshit,your knowledge needs to be saved.
If I am successful, its my luck,
I can't understand you,' what the fuck'.
Mind your own business,its all my life,
Just go and cut veggies with your bloody knife.
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