Am I not good enough, to be your child?
Am I not good enough, to make you smile?
Am I not good enough, to be trusted at all?
Would you be proud if I was a boy?

Am I not good enough, to be your wife?
Am I not good enough, for you to love?
Am I not good enough, to be trusted at all?
What will make you proud?

These questions haunted her
Until one day
She questioned Life:
Is this religion, oppressing me?
Is this religion, which burdens me?
No! She replied

She is good enough to be all that she can be
She now no longer lets anyone tell her otherwise.