You are weak
You ask
Sometimes rank
Sometimes surname
Sometimes in secret
Sometimes on face
You are always curious about,
Not me
Not my personality
Not my likes or dislikes
Not my character
But only my caste
Only my birth
You give
Looks of disgust
Toxic words
Unwarranted hurt
Treatment like 'the other'
Continous isolation
Non-stop vilification
Violent aggression
Lonely depression
You take away
All the dreams
All the hopes
Chance to glow
Talent to show
Means to survive
Appetite to thrive
After all this
If I fail, you say I deserved it
If I succeed, you say I got it for free
And if I kill myself, you say
"Our institute is strong but
Sorry, you are weak.”