Compromise n sacrifice r like orifice , in d bottle of our life vch is ful of Brackish vtr of icy knives...

My innocence n simplicity r nt a ball to play vth,,instead it's a golden ball on a trophy,,, vch is reserved only for winners...

V r nt merely a body,,, bt v r d collection of endless efforts of our teachers n our parents...

Mirrors r d most brutl killers ,,n mind it dat I m 1of dem....