Not Everything
Not everything is meant for consumption
Not everyone is meant to be in our lives
Words can flurry and fall around our ears
And some cut and bleed us like sharpened knives
Not every color appeals to our senses
Not all textures beckon us to touch
Not all things that we taste brings pleasure
But to some they cannot get enough
Not everything we encounter
Is meant to last for ever
But to have tried and failed
Than to just walk away and say never