The Decayed Word.

I am not perfect in this as well,
But why does the world lie so often and perfectly compelled?
We care for the truth we say,
But we can’t tell when our heart is swooned and swayed

Because being afraid is a more valid reason
To stay away from trying, or to save ourselves from crying
Of being hurt and being used for other gains,
So we lie on top of lie untill no truth remains

Women and Men don’t tell each other love
They don’t feel the need to comfort one another
Rather they spread hate or use each other for sex
Go into a relationship, then get married, then divorce for less

Why has love being given up in so many ways
As we stick by the ones, cause they look attractive
But are flawed in their personal phase,
Distracted by the fact that we may want more, or maybe we are bored.

I have lost the touch to understand,
And maybe I am complaining cause I am alone still..and again
So what is love even to exist
Have we truly lived in bliss?

It’s eternal wonder for the curious mind,
Why humankind lost it’s most precious find,
I guess from time to time something decays

Even if I had hoped that love had stayed.