The students of life graduate
Leaving each other with different lessons

Meeting each other everyday
But with different intentions

Life is a cycle of seasons
Everything repeats, Everyone faces defeat

Everyone is entitled to their opinion
At their own risk

We are what we write
We are how we read

We are what we keep
We are what we spill

Time and again
We become the MEANing
Of our mean poetries

Why live others' scripts
When we can flip it

We become the conclusion
Of our crafted narratives

Language and Life is dynamic

People reveal themselves from day 1
But we have to give them time

To truly shine
To expose their shadows

And our sanguine flags
Seems verde in the beginning

What a watermelon
We have to keep on eating

We spit the seeds
We spit seeds

We can grow and heal after feasting
From each other's mistakes and gross sins

We leave the people we can't grow with
When they failed to reach the standards
We set for our own selves

And let them ruin others
For the sake of their 'personality development'

Still we write to...