A Thousand Faces and more…

everyday its the same old story
a single face
a single identity
life is a boring chore
life is a daily routine
life goes on rudderless
life goes on emotionless
Oh, how i wish
i had a face for each person
i had an emotion for each occasion
how i wish
i could change my self
yet remain the same inside
how i wish
i was loved by some
i was hated by one
how i wish
i was the object of attraction
i was the object of abuse
how i wish
i could wear a brand new dress
each time i grow up
yet be the same
how i wish
i had the power to quell anger
yet create a storm when needed
how i wish
i could make rules
yet break them the next moment
how i wish
i was the most important person
in the whole wide world
yet remain unknown to many
how i wish
i had the power to show what love is
yet remain clueless about all of it
how i wish
i get to be a leader
yet remain a follower at the same time
how i wish
i had the power to create
and have the power to destroy
how i wish
i had a thousand faces and more
how i wish
i was a woman
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Do note, this poem has multiple meanings. It all depends on the way you are reading. Some lines might look like lines, but read it once, twice or thrice, then you will get the meaning 🙂