We don't live in a cruel world.
We are the cruel world.
It's easy to put the blame on others.
It's easy to point fingers to every action you consider unacceptable.
But what if the fingers turn on you?
Then you show your true colors.
The saint becomes the monster under the judging eyes of the world.
That's when the world becomes cruel to you..
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Lonely Words
PoetryBeauty lies in you and it's sad that you are not aware of it.. Cause we are all pieces of art made for exactly one reason. You can only know the reason when you look deep inside your heart.
