Companion not Compassion

Your desire, your praise

Your appreciation, your grace

My life is more than

Finding your trace

I have opinions,

I have discussions,

I am alive, I have my strive

I am no puppet

At hands of Male

I am me destination,

I am my trail,

Don’t praise me like goddess,

Don’t ask me to be untainted,

I also have faults like human do,

I have regrets, I have to face

Pure, innocent and guileless

Don’t force me to be your imagination

Give me space, I have life

Treat me as your companion

Not like species Born out of disgrace




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