It’s not that…

I do not do poetry. I think. However, it’s a Friday and it has been raining for too long. So here we go.

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It’s not the way that you look at me. It’s what you use when looking at me.

It’s not that you buy the same pair of shoes. But, you could have nicer ones for evenings.

It’s not the way that you have brushed your hair. It’s more the colour it has become lately.

It’s not how you dress in those t-shirts. But, you could have more adult ones sometimes.

It’s not that you have the lines on your face. It’s just you don’t use the products on the side.

It’s not the choice of hobbies you switch between. But, could you try to master one before the next.

It’s not that the mirror’s wrong. It’s just, I wish it showed a different picture.