Silent Silly Subtly Snapping Sometimes

No. She wants to say "No". She is her.

To herself, for judging everyone.

To her mother hoarding, forcing jewelry onto her.

To her father asking mostly ever about chores.

To her grandmother stopping her from driving alone.

To her grandfather calling her mental. 

To her cousin who tells she can't earn much in the future.

But she is a silent silly who subtly snaps, sulks and slides a tear.

How can you say that. She wants to ask, "How can you say that?" She is her.

To herself, when she thinks of flying away to some nowhere land.

To her mother, when she labels her crying and moping as acting.

To her father, when he calls out her dressing if not below waist.

To her grandmother, when she tells her she shouldn't work outside homeland.

To her grandfather, who says she is out of control because of not taking science like others.

To her uncle, who tells her to get home before sunset.

But she is a silent silly who subtly snaps, sulks and slides a tear.

How dare you. She wants to ask, "How dare you?" She is her.

To herself, when she thinks of confronting.

To her mother, when she reminds her of marriage and having kids as always since fifteen.

To her father, who tells her higher education will make it difficult to find a groom.

To her grandmother, when she tells her to not cry and wear the dress she wants her to.

To her grandfather, when he asks how she would adjust with her future mother-in-law.

To her uncle, when he tells her to marry by twenty four.

To her cousin, when she tells her she would not be near because she will be married.

To her guest, who spreads turmeric against her ears without consent.

To a stranger, who tells her father to get her married soon.

But she is a silent silly who subtly snaps, sulks and slides a tear.

Sorry. She feels sorry. 

Not for her twenty year old self nor for her fragmented emotions.

For her mother, while she pours out her soul into corporate and family systems.

For her father, when he is labelled as lazy and scared by closest ones.

For her grandmother, when she doesn't goes out because she worries what might people think.

For her grandfather, when he is ridiculed for most of his views.

For her uncle, when he chugs another glass of drink.

For her cousins, when they mirror their parents' opinions over their own.

For her friends, when they are ghosted and pushed away by her.

Because she is a silent silly who subtly snaps, sulks and slides a tear.