Nobody knows how to do it, what will make me look good in a frame
Nobody can take my photo, a photo I will actually like
I smile and I smile and I smile some more
And still it seems I am frowning to the deepest levels of Hell
No one knows the angles of my face but me, no one knows which ones to point at when they click
I have many photos, but none that I like, none which make me smile
For I see for what they really are, not one I would want for my obituary
A sad, lonely girl, or a woman, I do not know
All photos say the same, none can make me feel warm
Nobody knows how I look good in a frame
So I do not have good photos of me, to show you that I am pretty too.
Shifa Naseer 