May 2018
Hey
This is me
All naked in front of you
My scars are the battles
I lost many
But I won a few
What do you see?
When you look through me
Or to you, is it all blue?
I have craved your presence,
Like the sky needs the moon,
But do you have the slighest clue?
I've waited so you would say,
"I got you", for you could stay –
But none of it could ever be true
This is me
All naked in front of you
My scars are the battles
I lost many
But I won a few
What do you see?
When you look through me
Or to you, is it all blue?
I have craved your presence,
Like the sky needs the moon,
But do you have the slighest clue?
I've waited so you would say,
"I got you", for you could stay –
But none of it could ever be true
(22/F/Pakistan)
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