The truth is vile but it is the one that we must see.
Every tears I cried , I cried within me.
I am proud of myself,
For I stood so large for so long.
But the gravity of my inner demon,
Isn't letting me move on.
I have come far,
I walked 100 miles.
And I have reached no where,
I have nothing by my side.
The choice is clear,
You can only give to take.
It's the feeble kind of choice,
Demolishing my everyday.
An empty vessal,
With colorful patterns painted in his front.
What is the use of it,
If it can't hold water nor sun .