I am no princess, stop treating like one;
you've been extra nice to me,
is this the way you are or;
is this something I couldn't see?

You are good in all the ways;
it’s me who could't match you,
I wonder what’s there in me;
that makes you continue?

No matter how much complicated I sound;
you've asked me to stay the same,
I stumble to tell who am I;
have you accepted me the way I am?

You've guessed me almost right;
but I still have to figure you out,
for you know the most of me;
and I've no idea of what you’re all about.

You're a mystery to unfold;
wrapped in the layers of secret,
the more I try the complicated it becomes;
making me feel like losing a bet.

You don't complain about anything;
no matter how much I've given you the blame,
this is what bothers me to ask;
have you accepted me the way I am?

© Shreya ♥