I cannot explain this enough
how much I hate to be defensive
And explain my actions
As well as inaction..
But keep it to yourself;
This is for whosoever
I came or will come into interaction;
I owe nobody any explanation
For what I do
Or feel the need to show it off,
Although I may do it in fraction,
But I do everything to my standards’ satisfaction,
I steer my life in my own way,
I know what I did, doing and will do,
I don’t need from anybody else a single direction.
It’s good to be co-operative,
But not that much that you turn your back towards your enemies or haters as an invitation to them to stab you,
Even if it’s just a filthy talk,
You never know who hates you and for what reasons,
thus once you notice any red flag,
I hope you don’t try to turn it into a white flag of peace,
Or try to be a dove in front of a hawk.
She stopped believing in miracles long ago,
Even if you will feel like one
She will pass by
Abruptly taking you as an illusion
In an attempt to escape
the possibility of her fears
mirrored by you.
The more I know people,
The more I become thankful to my family for the way they raised me.
The right one will value you and your love
At the right time.
Everybody else is just temporary.
All of their pattern has been
First of all, to be sure of my feelings towards them
Rather than showing their feelings to me, if they had any,
And then test over and over again in the same belief that I might have stopped feeling anything,
And still not being courageous enough to show their own vulnerability.
Trust me, I am realizing this now, I have never wanted such cowards in my life, not at least in the matter of love.
People destroy your life beyond repair
And then expect you to sympathize with their pity party.
Because why not?
Crocodile tears shown afterwards always have appeal.