Ever since I was a child
I was told about how my marriage will be
How the halls of a big room will be decorated with flowers and diyas
How I’ll be wearing the prettiest red dress
How they’ll find me the man of my dreams and how I’ll spend my life with him
How we’ll live the best happily ever after there could be
Never thought much about it and never really understood a thing,
But now as I finally look forward to life, I think, is all of this truly meant for me?
Are my arms really meant to be adorned with bright bangles and mehndi or are they meant to be covered in splotches of black and blue ink?
Am I really meant to settle down in wedlock or am I meant to fly above, high and free?
Am I really supposed to find some peace
With someone who I’ve never known
Or am I supposed to find love and get my heart broken
Before this kind of responsibility
Is it really worth the many sacrifices
All that I would have to make
Or should I just leave and make my own way
It seems like my life was already planned out
With no care of what I had to say
Is it really worth the sacrifices
Is all of this truly meant for me?
