I've met a handful of people so many faces and too many shades if you ask me.
Countless broken promises and endless fractured bonds dents that remain like debris in form of painful memories.
I've met a handful of people
Too many lies and ugly minds forced me to appreciate my tides.
Kindness with weakness. love with restrictions
Nowadays being genuine seems like too much to ask.
I've been forced to run down the memory lane. too many times
and each time people reminded me they were never plain.
