Who am I?
meaningless form in clay,
molded into human,
my skin,
raw nerves,
emotions,
are they all fake?
is the energy only real?
why this fear to facing the mirror?
tapping into the energy’s pulses?
am I really real!
or a mere shallow shadow,
may be!
actually got a better idea,
paler version of my
own self,
wrinkled! skins shall be,
hair shall be grey one day,
if it’s not already!
dyeing to hide the greyish stresses,
like the smile covering the flaws, angst, pain and real me!
still a question!
who am I?
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