Story of us

I am a girl, I am a boy
I am he, she, they and us
And every time I walk down the street                                                  
or board the crowded bus
the voices in my head eats me
I hear them calling me name
I feel their eyes stripping me down
as if it's their daily game

I fight every sleepless night
that forceful kiss is what keeps me awake
I could'nt do anything much about that
cause my sexuality was on stake
I know those hands from a jam pack metro
I could feel them brush through my butt
I thought of screaming hard right their
but fear kept my mouth shut

from my childhood to adulthood
the memories haunt me every day
and now I know the voices in my head are real
cause half of my people face it
and the other half? in their closet they stay

Sudipa Adak