If newspaper headlines could speak!

I am just a body

in the crowd.

Hungrily

and hurriedly scanned.

No different

from others,

until you read my content.

You strip me with your

eyes, like million others.

And try to see,

if I am

what you’re looking for. If I am,

what I look on the exterior.
I am, what I am not.

I am neutral.

I am brutal.

I am a truth.

I am a lie.

I am a shout, an outcry.

I am an announcement.

I am an advertisement.

I am an agenda.

I am a propaganda.

I am information.

I am an exaggeration.

I am masses’ emotion.

And sometimes, a catchy caption.
No matter in which form

you find me,

I am not

how I would like to be.

For, burden of validating

other’s account, I can

no longer carry.

I want to break way from

these shakles, and go looking for my own story.

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