Well, here I sit down again at my study
to write down a poem about a tragedy.
A tale about a naive girl, who thought she met a partner
when all she met was a boy with a bad temper.
The first two weeks of the relationship was pure bliss.
The girl thought "well this won't be another miss".
But as time passed, as in all cases I tell you,
she came to realise that he is not from the normal menu.
His mask came off little by little
showing off an image that was very brittle.
The poor girl didn't know how to handle this case,
'cause her heart was already in his vase.
But Time, the healer & master of all things
taught her a valuable lesson about human beings.
That you should give priority to people who cares and loves you,
and not give your heart to a stranger who comes from a wrong menu.
Another truth she realized about people,
as time goes by all whites become purple.
That experience has lifted a veil from her eyes,
teaching her that time reveals people and makes you wise....
