My Struggle or Dream?

The pain, struggle
The little simple things in life that
Make it beautiful

There addicting
Or why else would it always be there?

Those things are always keeping me in my thoughts
I feel I spend more time in my mind than I do in
Reality
Seeing people, the way they carry themselves
How they think of other people,what life means
Or seems to be

A gesture, sentence
even a photo can say everything about there past
emotions,
maybe there love?

I could careless about a person. I hate humanity,
waisting there mind and thoughts. Ignoring the small
things in life, passing by like it's worthless

Love is strong
Passion is powerful

A single person can be so extraordinary
they could change your life so drastically
It maybe a wonderful thing, or the worst

Witch path it ends up in
don't look at it as a negative
it gave you knowledge to move
Forward.

Perfect is superficial
Only strive for it