Nobody I am


She was a girl,

a young girl

And she had names,

many names.

Lover, hater

She was called;

Selfish, innocent

She was called.

One day,

Mutilated,

afraid in her heart,

she decided to run away

Crossed villages, cities

and reached an open plateau,

Seeing her reflection in sky’s mirrors,

gone were her fears

Forgot her names,

her own name too..

Who I am,

she asked

A lover,

a hater

or nobody.

Nobody she is,

and has never had a more beautiful name

a pleasure

to be nobody..

Nobody she was,

Nobody I am.

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