You

'Tell me something about yourself' could possibly be the hardest question of all time. All I know about myself is a perception that I have been fed from people around me. I try looking into the mirror sometimes trying to look into myself and find something worth this world's time. I stare and stare. I figured that we are too harsh on ourselves. Something that my eyes missed was caught by someone when I wasn't looking!

…

I don't mean to scare you,

But here, is a thought for the minds of few;

It is awfully painted in the purest hue,

When I say, have you really seen you ?

For the radiance on you face,

For the glee in your eyes,

For the quiver in your fire,

You have always trusted a liar.

Sit back for a while, and think about this,

For all the time you spent standing right there,

Looking in your own eyes,

Talking to your own disguise.

Your life went by, while you lived in an illusion,

Where you know how your eyes flicker in glee,

How your lips form a curve,

Like a goddess has been served.

If you really want to picture you,

I have another thought for the minds of few;

Mend your bones and hold down your cover,

Make a call and go talk to your lover.

-Shreya Chhajed