True in its nature It was I till then Was best in me and myself I was distinguishable then. As I Was really young and fresh I was bound to be grown then. Dis-similarity was a problem for rotten ones So I needed to be spiced up then Unaware of my possible story further I was made understood, I would be better then Simplifying, with love , lust, anger, joy, Ego, betrayal, envy , and sorrow i was spiced up then With everything, something was common And I knew now. I Became buried, SALTED. Dissimilar #SALTED #salt
