I’ve been trained to think I’m plain,
Clumsy, dorky and a little insane.
Not poised and not pretty,
And I guess I try too hard to be witty.
I don’t have the perfect body as per the social norms,
Personality, also just lukewarm.
Even the length of my hair is not up to the mark,
And complexion – a little too dark!
In my mannerisms, there’s no grace,
There are no distinct features on my face.
Looking in the mirror, I notice no glow,
Because I’ve been trained to find faults even in my shadow.