Nothing matches
Sown on patches
Cannot express
What I want to confess
Dress like
Look like
Feel like
Important
Stare at the closet
While writing a sonnet
Nothing is matching
Which society is lashing
I hope they don't stare
I wish I didn't care
But what I have on
Might be wrong
My image I fear
Judgment of the peer
Just let me hide
I don't want to be seen
So they won't be so mean
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Untold Verses (Poetry and Art Book)
PoetryDear reader, These are my poems written on sleepless nights and gloomy days. From love to loss, to stories of random moments in my day. This is my story, I hope you enjoy
