How do I comfort myself or answer to the intruding sights
Shall I stay guilty for the fact that it is a part of my being
For which I sacrificed some of my teen life
All the efforts that went in vain for it still remained the same, now with a feathered mark
How do I overcome this that has overshadowed my beliefs
For the fault that it tags along with me
Has become a medium to judge me cause of its existence
Treating me with their lame concerns
Will I be able to find people who would perceive the way I am