Mornings are always like your rain.
Its the same as your face.
Blunt, hard and offensive as u R.
Sometimes why do a I even bother
Give what loving patience I have.
Yes I know I am a sarcastic one
Thing is, u cant even see beyond your thick glasses,
That makes you once very,
Voluptous and alluring that made
My knees weak.
I cant even stand looking at you.
I cany rant and vent as much.
I will not deny my right on that.
That is the only thing,
I do for myself.