We Born
We Grow
When growing
the innocence crumples like a dry leaf
We Learn.
the ways of the world.
We start feeling
most of the time the heart making us weak..
??
We Think
Making us manipulative
?
We Love
Giving us all the things in the world
sorrows and joys.
We Hate
making us negative
When Born
We most innocent
Then Why do we Grow?
To entangle our souls
to this not so real world?
