Aggravation gleaming beneath the calm,
Indignation rising, alarming the alarm.
We have so much in us,
but you choose to see only the outside, not the fire in me.
We’ve held our tongues, strained our polite smiles,
But resentment burns, growing all the while.
We are more than what your eyes decide
Not just beauty, but rage inside
reference-
Gangubhai Kathiawadi
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