3AM Poems.

LivE, EviL ~

People die,
They don't realise their worth.
Why are people this pure
even born on Earth?

I wonder if living is dying?
and dying is birth?
To LIVE is EVIL?
Cause its words reversed.

Why do we focus on sorrows of tomorrow?
and not happiness of today.
Why don't we focus on who is left?
and make them actually stay.

Is our happiness really real?
or just some memories of our past.
Do people really care?
or they think its just the need of hour.