All Of Me
By Oishwaria Mukherjee
You want to be honest,
but nobody wants to see that side of you.
They want pieces and parts, they want to choose,
They want that girl, that confidence, the willingness.
When the stars bid adieu, again she thanked herself for staying alive,
And faked a smile with her head held high.
By Oishwaria Mukherjee

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