Was that my fault? br That I was a girl, br Or this, br That I was a working one, br br Was this my fault? br That my dears trusted me thought, br Or this was my fault, br That I was breathing in my cloud…. br br Was this my fault? br That I tried to shoulder the world out, br Or this, br That I cried for justification… br br Was this my fault, br That I was a girl, br If not, br Then why it happened? br Why 1000s of people openly…. br br Why humanity suicide for me, br Why they 6 hustled a life, a believe, br Why a girl, a respect was freeze, br I was not for enjoyment or craze… br A girl is one who bridged you, br And in return you crushed me through and through… br br I was also an owner of dream, br A soul of smile, br A passion of talent, br And a responsibility of you.,, br br Today I was nothing, br But a lesion for all, br A tear for smile, br A fear of life… br br But still, br I wanted to breathe a bit more, br I still wanted to dream high, br I still wished to fly... br br But no… br Today I am dead, br But still alive, br In pain of every heart, br In tears of every eye, br In every pain…..every try… br br Today I am out of this buddy world, br Hope you will fight for me, br Will set me free, br br I don't want you, br To cry for me, br But want you all to plant a tree, br On every road, every street, br That no more daminis will be compromised………..