The concept of mine
- jeevithajeevithaa3
- Dec 13, 2025
- 1 min read

There is this concept in the world,
The concept of mine;
She is my daughter;
She is my wife;
She is my sister;
She is my lover;
She is mine!!!
Everyone and everything that calls me mine [mostly men]
wants me to behave in a certain way,
their way,
And they tend to forget I am mine.
I would like to do things I love,
be it wearing clothes I love
In the colour of my choice;
or decorating my room
With the carpets,
the lamps,
and the blankets of my choice;
I would love to hang out with my friends
not just at my house
But also in a coffee shop;
I would love to choose a career of my own
maybe being a writer,
or a singer,
or a doctor,
or anything, as a matter of fact,
But sadly,
I don't have the privilege to do this alone.
I am forced to be a beautiful, well-mannered doll
They should be able to brag about;
I am forced to be a puppet
They intend to order around.
I am forced to be their valuable possession,
The thing that increases their value
and respect in this world,
But, is this what I am meant for?
No,
I am a goddam woman
longing to be loved.
I hope you liked this short piece. Catch you later.
~ Jvth


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