Saturday, October 14, 2006
Truth Hurts..
It was lunch that he was asking about,
Walked while we chat,
See while we walk,
Laugh while we joke.
Ate our lunch finally,
Milo and curry puffs he ordered,
Sweets and candys for the kids.
Finally walked our way back there.
I decided to tell him the truth,
of what we saw before he did.
A wooden stick might be piercing through thou heart,
thou might feel hurt and i know,
But action speaks louder than words.
Truth hurts i suppose.
