Poor Little BoyA Poem by MaanNot all of us suffer from our own mistakes, few of us suffer from the mistakes of others.Poor Little Boy! What do you see when you see yourself in the mirror?
Can you see yourself of who you are? Can you see the insanity that drives you? Can you see the happiness screaming at you? Can you see the scars unknown? Can you see you the ashes of your childhood? Can you see? What do you really see when you see yourself in the mirror? What is it? Is it the shame standing in front of you? Or is it the mistakes of others mocking you? Is it you? Or is it someone you don't really know? What do you see when you are not looking? Poor Little Boy! Can you see yourself when you see yourself in the mirror? Poor Little Boy! Can you see yourself? Poor Little Boy! Can you see? © 2016 MaanAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMaanKarachi, Sindh, PakistanAboutNot really much to say about what I am or anything about me. Its like I've never find myself in the spheres of something and something not, I always wander somewhere in between them, all I get is the .. more..Writing
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