They ask she is quite ,a loner yet a smile?
I wonder how she loves the silence and herself in such a time
They ask she is arrogant , proud at this age?
I ponder at her boldness and calmness in the mirage
They ask she lies and acts to steal what?
I laugh at the naive her with the love she provides
They say he is rebel , a misfit by the rules
l cry that his honesty is absent in me to speak the truths
They say that he is willful to seek attention of the world
jealous screams for i cant do the same due to their words
They say he is a viper, traitor too much for any hood
and I learnt that the same venom was fed to him in the woods
They say..he is better of dead
And she does not deserve to live
So I whisper myself..
if its for 'THEY ' that I masked forever till?
YOU ARE READING
A Tale To The Understood
PoetryLife was it or Love.... Hate was it or Interest..... A Tale of Time.... On A Journey Of A Drop To The Ocean With A Space Unknown
