That Anonymous Writer

You are just perfect! With your patchy skin, Your goofy grin, The teeth so bad, The figure so sad, The bushy eyebrows, The long-waxed armpit meadows, The flat chest,  The hair’s nest, The stretch-marked skin, The brewing under confidence within, You are just perfect! You are just perfect! The selfless nature inside, With the kindness beside, The heart so clean, The mind of the unforeseen, The brain so smart, The self-esteem falling apart, The soul so pure, The pain ready to cure, The eyes so intense, The beauty lying within is immense, You are just perfect!

Kindly read the first post to gain a better perspective of this post... .. .. . An unknown soul, who feels like an eternal looser currently has nowhere to go, nowhere to see, because she is welcome to NOWHERE . People who knew her capabilities have started doubting it, have begun to insult it. Feeling lonely, feeling left out is a habit now. Everyone proved themselves but she lacked behind, drowning in overconfidence made her drown in reality.  She couldn’t accept her defeat, she couldn’t accept the reality, and she didn’t know how to deal with it. People don’t treat her the same way now, she understood the biggest lesson of her life, that proving themselves was the most crucial thing in life. She is sad, but fakes a smile, She is disappointed, but fakes a laugh, She is broken, but fakes confidence. The feeling is sorrowful,  The feeling is bad, The feeling is hurtful,  The feeling is a LESSON !

She was disappearing among the millions of faces, she was a living victim of mental bullying. She believed that she was strong enough, she was brave enough and that she was harmless and that however big the challenge might be she would face it with a bright smile on her face. But now? She was broken, speechless at her condition, and pale. Walking in the corridors, the same girl who would come in with a smile, now came with her eyes looking down in dismay. What was the reason? Well the reason was just this that for once, the strong, the confident, the intelligent girl had LOST . She had lost the battle she was expected to win and now? People do not even prefer to look at her, all with their smirks and heartless taunts. Haven’t they ever lost? Will They never be able to understand what is she going through?  Is it that necessary to always win? if not, will your existence be questioned just like hers?  Her self-esteem had gone for a toss, and the most ironic part ab...