By Cassandra Fonseca
It's time to explain,
The World isn’t perfect or easily kept.
In a world where hate seems to be praised,
Where words are thrown in a vicious cycle of pain.
But hush, don't say a thing, you must seem unfazed.
In a world that seeps darkness, you must be amazed,
How so many people can come out unscathed?
From tendrils of inner demons lurking about,
Waiting in shadows to eat your heart out.
In a world that isn’t perfect,
It’s easy to forget,
That all those around us can easily be wrecked.
Comments