I'd anyday choose the loneliness
Over the hypocrisy
Would cry for real over the mess
And accept being a sissy
Rather than laughing fake
And showing off the fangs
What does it really take?
To accept that all those bangs
Of the ups n downs really make u sad
The way someone behaved was bad
Isn't it wiser to confront rather than to gossip?
To grow rather than creep?
To identify the holes to fill them
Rather than hiding n letting them widen!?