by Nabiha Tasnim Mridha

I’m like a rare moon on a midnight,
An anomaly seen at the family fair.
I don’t even care what you might share;
I’ll disappear as if I were never there.

Keep searching for me like a Sapphire,
Until you understand the pain I bear.
I don’t even care what you might share;
I’ll disappear as if I were never there.