I took a shower instantly when I reached home,
As I was dirty with all the allegations,
The reflections I saw or myself in the mirror,
Wasn’t resembling from what I’ve created.
A total distinct person I see that day.
Covered with all the accusation mud,
And the soil which wasn’t easy getting off.
Rubbing it with my tears and fears,
I was exposed to the angel I have in me.
Why did I change after getting my desires?
Where is the side of me I thought was pretty?
Covered with all the clutter in my head,
I went to the kitchen,
thinking everything would be satisfactory in the end.
The black coffee made my soul awaken,
And for once I felt misfit in the world I built.
I was shaken, as to how can I be so famished
of things I wasn’t sure about.
How I let the world’s misconceptions exits in me,
Why was I fine with dwelling with them?
I could clean myself as the stains aren’t external,
Indeed, I ain’t the perfect creature.