Our paths have different ways Each one a new discovery, Like the sunny or rainy days Wondering what’s going to cover me. Here we are again another year Not knowing what our future holds, Living; looking around in a constant
People fascinate me With their colourful qualities. People frighten me With their capacity for cruelty. People inspire me Indicating a world of beauty. People make me feel love. Some make me bow; For their know how. People enrich my life,
The pettiness of people is pervasive. Those who feel better when others fail. Feeling contempt and envy when others succeed. Reflecting ugliness behind their backs. Makes them feel better , superior somehow. People sniping at those after leaving the room.