You said you love me. But I didn't deserve your touch. I refused to. Your love was so strong that it burnt my face. My beauty could never please your nasty deeds.
I was your dream; but you thought me to be worthless for anything. A green piece of paper bought you my end, which is still sold open in those streets.
I cared, and this is how you rewarded me.
I was lying in the middle of the crosswalk-
covering my face 'cuz ik it was no more a thing to look at.
Somehow in the hospital, they saved me, but I lost my life.
I turned ugly for the world.
The flawless face that once walked proudly on the roads, is now hiding behind curtains.
Glancing on the mirror with the only eye I was left with, even the mirror yelled my pain.
But darling, you burnt my face, but somewhere my dreams were still breathing.
I still stand with the same courage, now even stronger, to face the world with my distorted face your love gifted me.
You thought that ₹15 acid bottle will ruin me; you were as wrong as your deeds; rather they built me fireproof.
And now I am ready; to fight and defeat you all.
You said am worthless, now you'll see that your 'worth' can't buy my death.
Just look 'round and see my dear, the girl on whom you threw acid is on the top of the world and you, hah! you're still between those nasty streets looking to greet your end.
Karma's a bitch, baby,
and it stood so true when you saw me succeeding on the T.V. and the guilt surmounted your heart that your soul wanted to leave your nasty frame.
Saluting the Brave Hearts ♥