I can’t help but ponder,
How this world is truly unfair.
The ones who tell the truth,
Are usually being loathed.
The ones who love with their all,
Sometimes fall to the wrong people.
Some are wasting their food,
While others starve in the cold.
A poor girl dreams of going to school to study,
While it’s taken for granted by a privileged lady.
There are many ungrateful daughters,
While orphans long for their mothers.
Why is it that the ones who have the most,
Are the ones who usually appreciate it the least?
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RHYMES OF MELANCHOLY
PoetryPOEM COMPILATION *** Under the gaze of the moonlight, The stars asked three people that night, "What will you give in exchange for my light?" The doctor answered, "I'll give you my sight, So you will see the world in someone's eyes." The teacher sai...
