A lined faces shows extreme experience??
A heavy paunch, a hard working life??
A young soul, always shallow??
On the crust falls the shadow of your eye,
You perceive, you think whatever you like
But then is it always true?
For all you may know
The second look might change the lies.
Though mature, experienced and sweet
Was what they thought of me
Yet, a nincompoop I had always been
Senseless, stupid and gullible,
Who would run toward wherever she found love
A parasite, with a never ending hunger,
For love, care and affection
And that was where the opportunists cam,
Gave me their poison mixed with fake love
And i thanked my stars for
Blessing me with angels
But my eyes wouldn’t open
And I’ll hide in a nutshell
Too scared to face reality
And fight off my insecurities.
I wasn’t strong, just tolerant
‘cos I let the blood flow, tears flood my eyes
And maybe one day,
I’ll become a whore
And be reduced to a slave,
For what I thought was love
And let myself be betrayed.
~k~










