The mirror tells the truth

When she learnt of her heart caring about a soul
A soul much different than hers
A care much greater than her own soul

She went to a soul same like hers
But still different as it resides in her friends body
She questioned him -
"Will he accept her with her pimples?
With her height like the bush of the rose?
Do people of your gender out of TV screen search for the in perfect?"

He had just laughed answering -
"If people can accept the teddy me
If people can accept the angry me
If people can accept a shattered heart always proposing to smile to other's.
Why not a rose bush.
Why not a heart that doesn't expect people to act matured always .
Why not a person who is not scared of sitting alone in the dark."

It's all about just being you
For if you change
You are falling in love with a change, that might again change adoring another change.

Beauty too is rejected
Because there scares are easily visible
Because there acceptance has long way to go

The canvas painted with no clear outlines is still goes sold out being the costliest canvas ever