some people don't deserve your company. they don't deserve to be around people at all.
some people don't deserve your friendship. they don't deserve to have friends at all.
some people don't deserve a micro-second of your time.
they don't have worth in the first place.
some people don't deserve to be heard. the words they blurt do not hold weight as compared to a spit on the ground. their voice are a waste of sound.
some people are real and then some are just a waste of flesh.
some people can be a jaw-dropping looker, but then, that's all they had.
just a another pretty face on the surface, minus a smudge of brain underneath.
and then they'd get into thinking they're profound.
wow. some people.
About Me
- barbs
- i am: a poem. a song. a sonnet.student of life.dangerously charming.reluctant hearthrob.wicked softie. poet in recluse,writer at heart.sportswriter in perpetuity.grounded romantic.reformed caffeine addict.photojournalist wannabe.closet diva.digs poetry readings.coffee talks.museum talks.nights on Bora beach.Neruda disciple.Coelho fan.frustrated rockstar.miffed painter.teacher.mentor.coach.counselor.sister.friend.
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