Ashish Verma

I celebrate myself, and sing myself.

It’s not your job to like me. It’s mine.

Sometime I think; and sometime I am.

I’ll never be perfect, but I can be better.

I am perfect, I love and accept myself as I am.

I am too big, I am too small, to be processed or seen by the naked eye.

Disturb my sleep but darling don’t dare disturb my dreams!

To those who said that I can’t do it, well, watch me.

I’m not beautiful like you, I’m beautiful like me.

One hand I extend into myself, the other toward others.

I am a tale, I am a book, written in different languages and styles.

I may not be perfect but parts of me are pretty awesome.

I may not be where I want to be, but thank God I am not where I used to be.