The smiles are preoccupied with the filters in this era
The faces are painted with the blush of love these days
The eyes have a spark of beauty to adorn the face
May be so i couldn't feel my presence
I feel alienated from this space
Without filters, without make up
I can see all over scars in my bare face
I can feel blemishes instead of the blush
My Nudge face makes me creep &
keeps me a mile apart from this beautiful world
Hidden behind my stall I find home , where only light could reveal my hidden scars
Only eyes could be seen to reveal the depth of ocean & waves
that are waiting to challenge my ambition and dreams
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