He wore his black too thick
For my belief in grey to sustain.
A fake smile plastered on my face,
While the white in me was getting beaten.
Business was the act we had agreed on.
Business was the play that must go on.
But what if I had a chance to leave?

Coward you may call me,
Failure you may name me,
But I would have left.
Because above it all
I am a human,
Caring for my own self,
Fighting the world
For a better health.

- Bhaswati