In search...

I walk the streets all alone,
Looking for someone I can call my own...
But all I see are strange faces,
Looking at me like I am another specie.

I wander about the streets looking some more,
For another like me but there seem to be no more.
I crave for a friend to end my loneliness,
So I don't seem alone in this male dominated wilderness.

All around are mothers loving their sons,
Groups of boys playing and having some fun,
Men working in their stores and go-downs
But not another girl can be found.

I go back home lost in my thoughts,
Wondering if my existence was something wrong.
Was being a girl so much of a fault,
That not another could be found?

Why were we disappearing? What did we do?
They were just babies, like I was one too!
When my parents brought me in with happiness and glee
The parents did all they could buried them, burnt them or sometimes just abandoned them and flee.

Now, when I look around, it is in sorrow that I do
I have may brothers but from sisters I have been kept aloof...