I'm not someone who writes * * in between F & K.
I write it as FUCK..!!!
And
I mean it when I say it.
I hate to see you in the broken mirror;
To figure out the true color of you;
Wondering how an identity has become identities.
And no wonder of minimal respect and self-respect.
I hate to see you in water;
Disturbed with a leaf.
Which brings out the beast covered by beauty in you.
And
With a face that I can never forget.
I hate it when you say,
"I love the person I've become.!!;
Because I fought to reach there."
Because I think, moments seemed happily in the mirror,
Is replaced with a face which you call immature.
If at all life isn't fought for happiness;
What is it fought for?
If at all when you forget the happy moments;
What did you fight for?
And where did you reach?
And now I see you FUCKED UP..!!
And I mean it.
