In the air | Simran Kaushik

Something is in the air

that wants me gone;

They dislike me on a front chair

because I'm not a meek fawn

Something is in the air,

They want me to be quiet

but I do not care

and I say what is right

Something is in the air,

They want me to act dumb;

I am no tortoise or a hare,

To their pettiness, I grew numb

Something is in the air,

They want me to lose

But I know what's unfair,

My fate I get to choose

Something is in the air,

They want me to quit

But I don't mind the glare

I get when I use my wit

Something is in the air,

They don't want me taking space

But I know I am rare;

I ignore their jealous face

Something is in the air,

They want me to be small

But I'm proud of my hardware;

I will continue to stand tall!

Something is in the air,

They dismiss my mind;

Only viewing me as a mare,

such shallow beings I always find

Something is in the air,

My zeal they wish to steal

But I keep climbing up my stair

And brave it makes me feel!

Something is in the air,

They don't want me to heal

But so far I have fared,

I let karma make them kneel

Something is in the air

So I don't let them interrupt;

My esteem they wish to tear

but my anger doesn't erupt

Something is in the air

So I don't tolerate disrespect

I never hide it, I share

so it vanishes to a great effect

Something is in the air,

They want me to be dead

but to live on, I dare;

That's enough to make them dread

Something is in the air,

And enough has been said

Strength on a sleeve, I wear;

Never weak for the tears I shed.