I heard so many things;
Some’re good and some weren’t.
It’s mostly negative and seldom positive.
                                        
I heard so many things;
It’s either criticism or cynicism.
Every thought’s ill-thought.
                                        
I heard so many things;
It’s a painful cry of darkness,
And a hope of brightness. 
                                        
I heard so many things;
It’s all about problems and not solutions,
As if the world is a treasure box of problems.
                                        
I heard so many things;
It’s all about failures and nothing about success,
Ignoring the blood and sweat of hardwork.
                                        
I heard so many things;
They sing and dance on others misfortune,
And cry at others little fortune.
                                        
I heard so many things;
They’re less willing to give and share,
But they’re open and ready to receive anything.
                                        
I heard so many things;
Their social bonding is conditional,
And nothing unconditional.
                                        
I heard so many things;
Those sweet stories of romantic life,
And bitter stories of tragedy in marriage.
                                        
I heard so many things;
The impurities of relationships galore,
Between friends, colleagues, and family.
                                        
I heard so many things;
I heard so many things and I heard nothing;
I heard so many things yet I remembered nothing.