No Games Included


He discovers the hardcore reality of just a snap

Black and white pixels all blemish free, flawless

He can cover up all impurities, but is he feeling trapped?

Inside a bubble full of insecurities

Why is he so afraid to unravel the truth?

Blocked up by perfection's own purities.

Behind all that photo art lies a boy

Scared, blind and not prepared for tomorrow

Among the people, does he want to portray expressionless joy?

No corrections, no gimmicks, no games included here

Wake up before your beauty disappears!

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