Acne Diaries1 min 11 1 min 11
Every time I look in the mirror,
I try to ignore my face.
The zits,the scars,the disappointment,
Is quite visible in my case.
Advices- are a mysterious thing,
People give it the most and others take it the least.
Aunties shower me with them, or should I say in a chorus they sing,
They provoke inside me the fierce but the leashed beast.
With each failed tip and tricks,
I hate the mirror a little more.
There isn't a scream of pain, but silent disappointment pricks,
As if I am in a bumpy red sea which seem to have no shore.