She folded me up like origami, turning something used into something beautiful
And smoothing out the creases of my geometric heart she kissed goodbye the girl she called art.

I made a vow to myself
a vow that I shall never break
no matter what happens
I'll follow my dreams
till my last breath
even if I have to walk on a flaming path
and battle the devil inside me
I'll survive their mockery and their prejudice
they will laugh at me, try to stop me and look at me with disgust
but I'll keep standing proudly
they will be jealous,envious and hateful
but their words won't harm me
they will call me names freak insane ***** and even "kefra" ( non believer)
but that won't take my dignity
won't take my pride
they will all stand against me
my family "my friends" and the society
they will try to scare me with their stupid superstitions
but I won't turn back
I'm strong enough to bear the harm and the pain
I won't break my vow
no matter what happens

Poetry
Is
Glass;
.        you can look into it and find your face,
.                                                                      smiling and grimacing both!