Strip me out of attire,
And I'll twist like a worm.
Scan my figure and decide my gender,
And I'll smile like a Cheshire cat.
Have my rights and freedom,
And I'll still breath bliss alone in my dwell.
Assault me for my features,
And I'll cry and weep like dogs.
Take my name and snatch my identity,
And I'll be left nothing but shell of human.
Question my existence,
And you'll see a painful smile dance my lips.
Tell me, I'll be swaying in cradle of hell.
But I'll sip relief tea, aware of who committed crimes.