AM I A PRETTY FACE?

Ayesha Dayakar

There's a deliberate shadow of doubt in my voice

I look pretty for you but for me I am not sure

           The clouds have taken their place, the breeze is blowing in the right direction...

The heart is a flutter but i still think i am not looking too good

You can touch the right touch, say the right words

You can hold the right hand, murmur the right sweet nothings

But am i really looking nice today?

           You can watch me feel uneasy...while you sit comfortable by the candles

I can watch myself stand unbalanced...

You can put on the right tune and swing the right step.....

But do i really look that nice?

           You can be in the right mood that befits you.....But My blue eyes and salty tears...My Bruised

           soul and damaged fears....My hunger for freedom and hunger for peace...My Hurt hands and hurt

face....I can't be looking pretty!!!