Book of Poetry

Easy

Easy,

Life used to be so,

Easy,

We didn't have a care in the world,

Played with our toys,

Dolls and barbies,
                       

Legos and toy trucks,

Our parents shielding us from the truth,

It was easy, 

To live a false reality,

Until that one day,

We've all had,

When we see,

As we once thought.

It's not clouds and rainbows,

Its sweat and broken bones,

Deadlines and due dates,

The world crashed onto us,

We adapted,

We grew,

We thought we knew it all,

We thought we had it handled,

Thought it was,

Easy.

Until,

We've got friends,

Sliting their body,

Wrists, arms, thighs,

They bleed and bleed,

You try to help,

Get them some help,

But they claim,

They are beyond saving,

Life isn't as,

Easy.

This is getting out of hand,

They aren't just sliting,

They're committing,

We've gotta stop them.

But how,

They won't listen,

Life is getting farther and farther from,

Easy.