2 Face

He smiles like an hyena, and says hi to the inner of my pocket, just to check for my wallet. Unfortunately, he found nothing, not even a pin, what a scene indeed. In front of me was a saint, but behind was a devil, who just used paint, to paint away his evil. I took him like a friend. Infact, I took him like a brother, but even when I fell, he didn't even bother. How wicked humans can be, mostly because of what they often see. Hmmmmm, how heartless one can be, also because of what they want to achieve.