Where is the love?

I mean seriously, sitting here at a coffee shop waiting for a friend to arrive all I wanna do is smack the shit out of certain ppl.

Man such annoying people, screw sanskriti indian men have lost the basic manners.

Simple things like talking in a decent manner with a decent pitch hell no all they wanna do is yell like maniacs.

Talk about gettin a headache, it feels like ceiling has fallen over my head. Seriously more than education what needs to be taught well is basic social skills.

The Real You!

Countless faces you hide behind,
Wonder what goes on in your mind,
What is it that you want to hide?
Or is it just your silly pride.

What lies behind that facade,
What always puts you on your guard,
Your eyes expressionless and veiled,
Your thoughts oh so well concealed.

To say the right thing you always try,
Whether its true or a white lie,
But you owe me some honesty,
Even if it affronts my modesty.

Try for once to be yourself,
Instead of pretending to be someone else,
Ive seen all your varied hues,
But I still long to know the real you!