Lemons

In the past few years

I've fallen less in love

I've liked fewer people

Fewer things

I've had less patience

Less tolerance

I've lost more faith in people

I've met few people

I've let go of more

I've like few people

I've disliked just too many

Some I believed to be good

But later learnt weren't the best

Most I've never liked from the start

And is this part of growing up

Becoming an adult

Because they tell you that

The older you are

The more you know

But it seems like

The older I get

The more bitter I am