Grew up thinking lying was a sin,
Now all you see is a liar at the win.
Grew up with someone who once was a brother to his little sister,
Now he hurts the air with his presence like a blister.
Don't know what hit him,
It all started when he kissed her.
Grew up watching mom play different roles,
As dysfunctional as we could get,
She filled every bowl with soul.
With every curse he cussed
I managed to turn worse! - Ananya