The Tale of 'SHE'
From sneaking emotions out of her eyes to penning down the secluded ocean of her heart, She discovered herself. She was told that magic comes in pieces and one have to wait for it, She was told that fake smiles are way better than a bleeding heart, She was made to see her flaws, she was asked to hide her nightmares, her timid heart was forced to be in despair, She was a jar shrouded with scars, Scars that are untended and all bare, waiting for the touch which truely cares, But they said her scars are too awful to get loved, she was a jar filled with emptiness, Still having an ocean to share, An ocean, vast but disowned. She was alone even in the crowd, But the ocean inside her was roaring loud. She was advised to crave for fairytales, tales having overlooked cliches in veil. She was told that showing emotions will make her fragile, that being alone is suffocating, that her heart is made to love others, And she...