On hardship, hurt and non-acceptance.
I stand by a mirror, Gazing at each point of my physical reflection, Criticising on the weak points, And be proud of the others. Out of sudden, I found myself enjoying the activity. Looking in the mirror, I got to realise tht I am no longer the girl I used to be, I start having rough lines on my neck, I realise tht I am getting older, Older by age and older by experience. Experience. The person in front of the mirror, Is a product of hardship, hurt and non-acceptance, Rough with words, Scared with the replies. I look deep into my eyes and I discover a lot, I discover tht life has taught me a lot, On how to survive, It sounds wonderful to be taught on life by life, But I learnt it the hard way. Hard enough tht so many times, I found my lung refuses to breathe. Checking on my chapped lips, I realise tht my smile line has gone missing, It is not shocking as it has been months since I have forgotten on how to smile, Do I need to first move the right lip or ....