Like layers of onion , people wear masks

And some people make sure You become a part of their  lives before they finally stab you in the back. There are days when all the lights of the Universe fail to lift your heart. Some hours are the loneliest hours of our lives. There comes a point when you decide you can’t take it anymore .

Trust me , breaking down could be a luxury on those days and not many can afford to let loose.

So , this is one day when I feel nothing is going Right . Hurt beyond measure by the deceit of people’s charms. Yes , I’m tired of peeling out masks like layers of onion from faces .