Journal

Poem

I ask myself why we keep trying for something we'll never get

But then I realize were just trying to soften it

Because no one wants to think of what could become of this world

If everyone gave up and chaos unfurled

But deep down inside we all know in our mind

That perfection is something no one will find

World peace does not exist as it never has

Because the people in this world don't appreciate what they have

No one will ever agree on one opinion

We are just chess pieces and little minions

Were the guinea pigs for life's little game

And we're failing as everyone greeds for fame

One day this world will reside to chaos

And we'll know that we brought it upon us

If only we could have been a little more right

Instead of leaving everything to fights

(t.j)