I don't pride in being a happening party-goer.

I'm never near being called a fashionista.

I'm not blessed with fair and flawless skin.

I carry on my nose, the bridge of my thick spectacles.

I've been labelled as this name since I was 5.

It hurt my young and fragile soul pretty bad.

Coz I've always been called the ugly duckling.

Which, as I realised,

Will never turn into a swan.





But,

I'm ever thankful for my simple life

For the ever simple and wonderful people in it

For having a secure career

And having the love that others can only dream of.

And that's all that matters ..

And she waves goodbye...

12:42 am