I Don't Care: Open Letter By An Acid-Victim To Her Fiance

I may not be the flower you imagined,

I may not be the sculpture you designed,

I may not be the perfume you wanted to put on,

I may not be the fluffy toy you wanted to cuddle,

I may not be the fairy you dreamt to be with.

I may not be any of those you expected me to be. 

I am a girl with a brown skin half burn half-melted.,

I am a girl with lips shrunken,

I am a girl with a breast slagged,

I am a girl with unexpected scars on my face,

I am a girl with no signs of beauty you defined.

Now I am that girl you never wanted to be with. 

I was torn, distorted, dismantled that time;

I had to look for the face which once was mine.

I used to cry, I wanted to die, I tried all the means.

The surgeries, the laughs, the sympathies used to haunt me. 

I cursed my birth, I cursed my luck, I cursed my esteem. 

It was a time indeed.

I used to look for you to hide behind,

I used to want you to spend some alone time,

I wanted to hear a few words of solace.

But you were not there,

You were nowhere. 

I cried every day with the pain and agony, 

Both physical and mental. 

I cried every day to have some time 

Seemed to be normal. 

I cried for you.

But you were not there,

You were nowhere I could find.

I was hurt, not just by the acid thrown by a jerk;

I was hurt more by the scars you left on my heart.

Time flies, and so I;

But not from myself but from the wrong people

I used to be surrounded with. 

I've engulfed the bad time within me and trying to create a good one.

Yes, now, I myself is the creator of 

Good memories for myself.

I do care no more for what matters to others.

I do care no more for what you wanted me to be.;

I was never an object nor I am now whom you can mold as your wish. 

I was never a cluster of blood and flesh who can be demolished. 

I was and I am a human with a soul you're unable to recognize. 

And it's not the fault of mine. 

I am still the same who I used to be before

But with a clearer vision. 

You may still continue to be proud of your masculinity,

I should better try to be a real human being. 

And I don't care, I don't care anymore for you.