White I must tell you,
Now I write at 2 AM.
I don't shake at night,
I don't erase my poem.
My hair are short
And my eyes are still brown.
Nobody ever looked at them
They only checked if I had a Crown.
I learned so much last year
And I'm working on my book.
I collect everything in my diary,
Every piece of mine that you took.
You don't read them anymore,
The poetries I still write for you.
So listen, I must tell you,
I'm not the girl you once knew.
©Anagha Ukaskar
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