Pluto

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There is hunger in the world

There is war

And I can't count the times I've cried

Cause I don't know what I'm doing all this for

There are kids losing their parents

There are parents losing their kid

And I've cried so often 

Because I didn't have a place to sit

I shouldn't cry, I know

But there still is so much pain

Then I think of these people

And suddenly feel so vain

Pluto is not a planet

Because Pluto is too small

My suffering is not bad

I always have someone to call

No one picks up most of the time

Others don't even have a phone

Others have it worse

But I still feel so alone

Others have it worse

My suffering's still valid though

And one day, I'll be able

To just say no.

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