Some people like comfort,
Others still seek it,
The few find it,
the few crave it,
but they never lose it,
That's the story most fairy tales follow.
Today's tales are of wealth,
of health,
and of happiness,
Some are filled with sorrow until a fortune hits,
Some never find that fortune,
Some go into battle to find it,
But alas,
The warriors of Karma and life,
never falter.
They have claimed the lives of many,
I wish I knew their battles beforehand,
Maybe I could've helped them win,
unfortunately,
I can only cheer them on even though they have long since left this world.
Today,
I fight my own battles,
some for tomorrow,
some for the people I care for.
I simply want the best for everyone,
even if that means I must bear arms against society,
because to me,
they're my family,
My home.
I love the way I can cheer them up,
It's like I'm their dad sometimes.
Is this what mine could've experienced?
I wonder why he gave up on me then.
Today,
I am happy.
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The things I'd like to say
General Fictionthis is my collection of things I would like to say but don't want to make it come out wrong the words I can think about sound beautiful on paper but once I try to say them it sounds like so different so I just put them on paper and don't say them s...
