People

By Janisha Johri

Everybody falls sometimes

Not everybody gets up each time

And they are told it's a crime

They criticize, they curse

They reconnect, trying to forget what came

But memories are always the same

Who didn't pay heed

Inevitably fell

The rest were left in a disguised hell

People are funny

They are confused

Perhaps more than a bulb that's fused

They comment, they commit

They regret, they break

But sometimes everything they do is entirely fake

Make a mistake

They'll label you as retard

Life is easy, people are hard

Unpredictable, incorrigible, unrelenting

Unforgiving and inevitable

This, is just People.

By Janisha Johri