Writer: Aya Elsaeidy
Editor: Abdallah Sobhi
Surrounded with those pretty girls, doing strange things, always glossing their lips within a conversation
and swaying their hips as they make an intervention
taking a glimpse of their phones every few moments
what matters is the number of likes and their comments
gossiping and gossiping to hide their insecurity
and it never fails to make them laugh,
when you can keep your purity
is it love? is it lust? is it a sense of vulnerability?
it seems that they live with fear and uncertainty
Day to day, there’s a new guy; she leaves her friends ’cause she puts him first
but when he decides to break her little heart,
she crawls back, and starts to cry
a moment she’s in tears
mascara melting down her cheeks,
claims to have moved on the next
looking all that fancy and had gotten dressed
it’s all one maze with some kids in a daze
