The World

I don’t know what we expect from the world. It doesn’t work the way we want it too, nor will it ever. We try and fail and learn nothing. We watch people come and go from our lives, never once stopping to think what would’ve if you tried to develop the relationship.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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