Grant me freedom, the freedom of my choice,
Freedom to be born, and the freedom to rejoice.
I want freedom to meet my highest self,
A freedom to know what’s hidden in my depth.
Grant me freedom to do things on my own,
Give me a gift of confidence to handle my crown.
Let me raise wise, free from all stupid traditions,
Just let me be myself, free from every restrictions.
I don’t want to be someone, society can show pride,
I am very much a thinking soul, I never want to hide.
My brain lies at the same spot as yours, and my heart too right there,
I am more than my skin and figure, so make your judgement, I don’t care.
I could be skinny or bulky, I could be dusky or fair,
I could be shy or brash, a sophisticated feminine or full of dare.
I am a human; humanity is born of my womb,
I am free to live my own, from my birth to my tomb.
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