Byte of the Apple

So misconstrued the idea of the ideal.

Misfits have no place here!

You can’t keep, there’s no space here!

Memories immobilized

Since when are these times to close our eyes?

Choosing not to see is no different than following blindly!

Masses of misinformed, misguided souls find their ways here.

They lie for days here,

Not realizing all they seek never stays here.

The truth my friends is not what pays here.

Lost are those iFound

Lost are those who’re iPhone bound.