I like this poem
Everybody tells lies but not everybody enjoy it so much their life revolves around creating it.
Do you remember that high school friend badmouthing your crush because she secretly desire him? How about that office pal who pat your shoulder and stab your back? And those innocent looking trolls waiting for your epic fall?
I just look at my facebook and see a friend who’s still in my list . I wonder why he’s still there? The good thing is looking at his photo i was able to create a poetry . Who says you can’t make good stuff out of bad traits? Inspiration may come from both sides.
Here it goes:
How Do You Know what you know?
Through the windows of your ears
or your eyes that depend
on your one sided sight?
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