The world is a beautiful place
filled with hopes and dreams.
The future is bright
everyday it seems.
When flowers grow
and the wind starts to blow,
my heart is nothing but warm and clean.
But silly me, I was young then,
I didn’t know that trouble happens again.
All those things that once shine bright just fades away
and it gets so hard throughout the day.
Lies and deceit
makes me feel weak.
I hear those words and see those faces
that act as a friend but are truly foes.
Mean words and aggressive actions
are said and done.
You can’t change them
but you can only prevent them.
A heart that was once joyful
is now more careful.
This feeling of anger and pain
shouts insecurity and fear
as the strength inside begins to disappear.
A child like me just wants to be happy and loved
Care is what’s important
but neglectance is what I experience.
Because people flake, I learn to hate.
But hating hurts much more than loving.
The world is a cruel place filled with hatred and torture
Something so pure is left in crumbles
my spirit shakes as it goes through tunnels.
As time past and I get older,
I learn to be a little bolder.
The skies darken
but stars brighten
and now I feel enlightened.