One evening, when they decided to dress me into a Saree for someone's wedding reception, My aunt noticed the stretch marks around my navel as they draped the cloth in neat folds upon me.
"What are those marks?", she asked.
"Stretch marks", I replied not knowing what else to say,
But I understood then,
For me,
Replying to the mentions of my flaws is as difficult as replying to the mentions of my perfections.
Meaning, compliments and insults for me,
make more of a Similie than an oxymoron.
Actually,
Honestly,
I don't know what I'm saying.
I never know what I'm saying.
It is ONE of my fatal flaws.
But, it is also why I'm a poet.
So, I don't know to hate it or to love it.
I sometimes get TOO overprotective
Over things and people I love.
I forget others can have different opinions about them
because, I only remember how I fell for them.
But, it is also why back in seventh grade I could
Fight that guy I had a crush on for bullying my brother.
So, I don't know to hate it or to love it.
I sometimes tend to forget
to be alive in the real world.
Which is to say, I did not talk to my father today
Because, I was in an alternate universe (my room.)
But, it is why I can find the right space, to
Dream in.
Dream, of things that will bring my parents the privilege they lost in life for the childhood struggles through which they have been.
Dream and determine to make it happen.
So, I don't know to hate it or to love it.
I sometimes forget that Harry Potter is not real and that BTS really don't know that I exist.
And I shouldn't forget that.
But, it is also why I can find happiness by turning on the light in the darkness of my room.
And, it is also why I decide to finally sleep after pulling three whole all nighters for missing school once.
Because, they said it was okay to lose.
So, I don't know to hate it or to love it.
I sometimes lie about my progress.
I don't like it.
But it is also what keeps them from worrying.
So I don't know to hate it or to love it.
The worst things about me are the best things about me.
The best things about me are the worst things about me.
Meaning, Compliments and insults - equity
So I don't know,
If to hate me
Or
If to love me.
