Some people ruin everything with their lies that could end up so beautiful otherwise and then they expect you to have the same kind of love for them even after that.
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.
My sleeplessness and nightmares are in constant battle
Of ‘which state is painful more.’