I used to hate the mirror and love the scars
A symbol of my own self-loathing...

My boots keep me weighed down to Earth;
They prevent me from dancing among the stars...

The days tell tales
Upon your face...

Have you ever loved someone so much
That you'd do anything for them...

Tell me, how can I stay sane
In this rigged and twisted game...

Placing her hands on the cool ceramic of the sink
Her tired eyes read over the lipstick message...

With eyes fixed on the prey
The predator shifts his weight...

There was this guy
He was taking a hike...

"Meri payal! Meri payal!"
The little girl cried, pointing to the glistening...

He sips his coffee
Staring out of the window...

Hey, ugly girl
You got your...

You wait
Bated breath, your stomach...