To You
To him
Who locks his door
Looks into the mirror
Rubs that lipstick on his lips
That he bought saying
"It's a gift for someone"
thinking how strangely it helps
him smile atleast for a minute
until he washes it again.
To her
Who pulls her hair back
And looks into the mirror
Imagining
How would she look
With one side shaven
And the other with short hair
Thinking how badly
She wants it.
To you
Who's writing this
And to many who couldn't,
Don't worry
About what they'll say.
Worry about yourself
And all the sadness
You've caused yourself
By not doing something
Which'd make you happy.
By not being someone
Who you always wanted to be.
-Vipin Pratap
Copyright © Vipin Pratap | Year Posted 2019
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