THEMES : SELF – REFLECTION,TEENAGE-LIFE
She could never be the main character
As much as she tried to be
She could mask her insecurities with layers of foundation
Hide the dark circles that hint to her shadowy past with blotches of concealer
Light up her boring personality with a bright lip shade
Or pick up a paintbrush
to add colour to her monochrome life,
But all would be the same.
For the fabric of a canvas does not change
even when it is saturated in paint.
Once washed off the canvas is a lifeless blank screen
Without any caricatures or ambitious dreams
Which are far from coming true .
She could never be the main character
For there was always someone one to 30 steps ahead of her
In the frivolous and frantic society of today
So she decided to make her dreams come true
in fantasy lands of books and streams
of paint ,
patches of ink and their textured in-betweens
She could never be the main character or rather
that is what it seems …
to a princess locked in the tower
locked in the cage of her insecurities
- Author: Aaliyah Bindra ( Offline)
- Published: May 20th, 2024 06:21
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 7
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So the last shall be first, and the first last:
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