YOU
Who would you be, without your tears?
Who would you be, without your rage?
Who would you be, without your voice?
Who would you be, without your sorrow?
Who would you be, without your dreams?
Who would you be, without your longing?
Who would you be, without your vivid imagination?
Who would you be, without your prayers?
Who would you be, without your scars?
Who would you be without your stretch marks?
Who would you be, without your exquisite tattoos?
Who would you be without your beautiful curls?
Who would you be, without your charisma?
Who would you be, without your chubbiness?
Who would you be, without your klutz?
Who would you be, without your wit?
Who would you be, without your nose in books?
Who would you be, without a pen in your hand?
Who would you be, without your backbone?
Who would you be, without your blessed soul?
Who would you be, without your compassion?
Who would you be, without your steadiness?
Who would you be, without the clam in the eye of the storm?
Who would you be, without your tardiness?
Who would you be, without the dye in your hair?
Who would you be, without your pierced lip?
Who would you be, without your secret compartments?
Who would you be, without the pots and the pans?
I will tell you, who you would be darling, without all the of above.
As fake as the rest of them.
Own it, Wear it, Talk it, Slay it.
Be You. Today, Tomorrow and for all the days yet to come.
Nivi joshi.