in a horde full of people, my eyes sheepishly follow your silhouette,
i catch you staring at someone who is not me,
our interest greatly differing,
“do u like me?” my thoughts perplexed but im once again crushed with the reality i so desperately need an escape from,
my underlying features that you detest,
shining down my flaws vulnerably
tell me my love, what is that i must change for you to glance at me
what must i change to make us unstrange
or maybe must i change that nothing in this world belongs to me?
question so complex that turn me bewitched
for time i must wait for the answers that i’m already aware of
By: mahin khalid
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