How
do I understand myself?
Am
I cute or handsome?
Am
I duffer and unproductive?
Am
I intelligent like duff around me?
I
have a duende for learning,
Still
have feeling of illiterateness,
Ill-favoured
is my look,
I’m
uncloaking mystery of my character,
Don’t
call me yellow-belly; I’m not so really,
There
is a lot people used to call.,
Backbiting
is their greater knowledge,
Never
mind ‘em still it hurts,
I’m
just a mirror or a book in your hand,
Everything
is clear and right about me what you see,
But
don’t broke or throw,
After
knowing everything about me,
I
do not know what and who I’m exactly,
Some
says cute, good and handsome,
Some
says I’m unchivalrous,
Sorry
but I’m not unclad character,
Don’t
get me wrong,
I
know life is uncertain so it won’t stop.!!
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