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Sometimes
Sometimes the world just seems so upside down. Why can the most beautiful people with the kindest smile get called ugly and lost in the crowd? Where does the sunshine go to hide away from the storm? How do people stay strong by breaking down? Sometimes the world looks so unclean. Why do people gain from what others lose? Where do the tears go before we cry? How do we worry about ourselves in greedy ways and others in unhelpful manners? Sometimes the world feels so cold. Why does the upper class feel the need to push us all down? Where do you find a dream in a nightmares land? How is a evil man pure in a church and a good man hell bound on the streets? Maybe sometimes we should rethink what we know. Maybe sometimes we’re wrong. Maybe sometimes we’re right. Maybe sometimes we shouldn’t put ourselves first. Maybe sometimes we should help ourselves a little more. Maybe we should just work on the sometimes.
Published 22nd Oct 2014
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Anonymous
22nd Oct 2014 2:32am
Many valid questions with many applicable answers. People tend to say "that's just the way of the world." But they never say "it doesn't have to be this way." It doesn't...
someone once told me that this piece was too much like a whine... though I see how it comes across like that, I do mean what I say when it comes to how people look at there life. I feel that it should NOT be considered childish or worse unrealistic to wish for the world and the people in it to be better. Hope is not a force that you can place on shelf along with old fantasies of princes and dragons
