trust.

its pretty self explanatory when you think of it.
everyone likes the talk but most times we dont realize what we say.
as we dont realize what we do either.
many many many times, ive thought that in order to start frienships,
you have to trust people. knowing trust, as powerful as it is shouldnt
be an easy thing to do, i did. what did i get in return?
rumours.
i knew where it all started, me.
i trusted someone enough to tell them a secret and suddenly
an exaggerated version, basically a lie was scattered among everyone.
the mystery is, i dont know why i deserved this,
then i remembered

theres two types of people,
the good  and the evil.

villans in a way, powerful, smart and slick.
one would never beleive they could be harmful.
but what good is a pretty exterior, when the inside is full of thorns?