Stop it already.
It’s her Image and not yours
Every time you mock she retreats
And seeks a plastic version of herself
The mirror lies every time
Is it her fault or yours ?
Why drive her to a state of despair
When you can embrace her for what she is
She might not be your version of perfect
But there’s her version too
A version invisible to the naked eye.
vishalbheeroo
Thought-provoking Salesh. Just wrote a lengthy post on the theme yesterday.