It's what always gets to us,
The one that always makes us think ill of others,
even with no intention of harming us,
there would always be suspicions at the back of our heads,
keeping us from thinking straight.
It's just one of those things that blocks our path to understanding other people,
what hinders us to become an open-minded person,
Encapsulating us with doubts, never coming out,
nor showing who we truly are inside!
YOU ARE READING
Webbed Thoughts
PoésieRanked: #71 on Poetry Category November 16, 2016 Don't judge the book by it's cover, Have a look inside to uncover.. Even titles doesn't matter, For the content of a Book or a person's character, Isn't always defined by what people see on the outs...
