Analysis of Who am I?

Do I have any identity of my own?
Everyone around me treated me as if I were a clown.
Is my life mine?
Or I had lived other’s life considering as mine.
Since my birth, I have heard only one thing,
To be a queen, I have to marry a king.
Is only being beautiful the goal of my life?
Because sooner or later I have to be someone’s wife.
Do I have to get married to be a complete woman?
Why can’t I complete my education to be at first a human.
They told me that I can’t fly as I don’t have wings.
But they are not aware of ‘Kalpana chawla’ and ‘Gunjan Saxena’s’ wings.
Why they always ask me to live with care?
Because they know that the society is full of fear.
They give me character certificate considering the length of my clothes.
Nobody gives me a certificate considering my dreams and hopes.
They blame me when I was raped,
And they let the real culprit escaped.
They treated me as untouchable and called me a whore.
But what do you call that man who had slept with this whore?
If I do anything they remind me about my gender.
As if I were born as a boy then I would have a lot to splendor.
They treated me as a machine that could bring the coming generation,
But don’t I have the right to live a life fulfilling my ambition.
Why everyone in the society reminds me about my limitations?
Can’t I live my life on my own conditions?
Yet she believed one day there will be equality,
And she would shut the judgemental society with her Valiant attitude and tranquility.
                                                                                                           ~Anjali Agarwala