Tag to brag

Once there was a little girl, a girl too plain,
She was sent to a boarding school,
Where she must remain
 
She must pronounce the words right,
She must learn sophistication,
And as a student, shine bright
 
They giggled and teased
They mocked her clothes,
In a cold silence, she grieved, she grieved
 
The girl tried to fit in, she tried her best,
At night she wept on her pillow,
She never got any rest
 
She strived to earn the tag,
Her sole purpose there,
Was for her dad to brag
 
She suffered in silence, she never complained
After all, she was a village girl,
Even her tag was stained
 
She thought one day she would rise,
One day she will have a voice
And no tears in her eyes
 
All she had to do, was look within,
She had to give up all fear,
The girl was never meant to fit in.

Niharika Prasad