Paarmita Jhalani
Sep 6, 2018 · 2 min read

My stomach grumbled as I looked around,

I didn’t need the mirror to tell me that I had already lost another pound.

I looked upon the sheer extravagance with distaste,

What would I not do to get the food which is bound to go to waste!

This is the fourth day in a row that I’ve survived on measly scraps!

The disdainful looks I received only widened the huge gap.

Here I was, with next to nothing to eat,

While their pet probably got a much better feast.

I couldn’t help but be angry at the life that I had received,

Life was really not the fantasy that I’d believed.

I was dumped out on the road when I was just a little girl,

Since then I’d witnessed my destiny unfurl.

Going to school was a dream I’d always had but never accomplished,

Since I’d never really known a life when I wasn’t impoverished.

It’s hard having people look at me as they quickly deem me unworthy of a human life,

They completely ignore the problems I’ve faced, my troubles, my strife!

My self-esteem couldn’t sink lower than it already was,

All day and all night went battling people who seemed to detest me without cause!

As I finished up for the night, I couldn’t help but pray,

I hoped that the things don’t always stay the same way.

Before I could finish that thought, a sharp pain assaulted me,

Out of the periphery of my eye, I saw the car which struck me.

Soon, shock overcame pain while everything around me stood still,

The fact that no one will probably even notice my death caused a terrible chill.

I could feel it in my bones that my end was near,

But for the first time in my life, I felt free, and without fear.

I hoped to be reborn in a much better world,

The news reporters won’t even cover the hit and run of that nameless girl.

Paarmita Jhalani

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trying to conceptualize the reality which surrounds me