Little white lies.
That sudden tinge of guilt starts to burn deep inside you, cos' you know in one way or another, we're truly sinners. Probably the only time when you notice that things starts to pile up and roll down on you, its definitely too late to turn it back the way it was. The way it was before when you were blinded by greed. Nonetheless those who think likewise goes nowhere nearer to their needs but further into their sins. I am no saint, but being pessimistic doesn't bring harm but more pain for thyself is helpless. Even though time is sufficient to lead them to change, nothing brings more sorrow than sins - realised but not forgiven. Don't let it grow, neither must you let it fade. It's for you, to find your way out, cos' destiny awaits.
Written with love; 8:06 pm
