The World

The world is often cruel,it cares not of youth,it crushes all your faith,and steal away your soul.The world is often heavy,so large on my back,I cannot find,my state of mind,there is no whole to crack.I cannot feel for broken eyes,lost in spirits,I cannot find,smile so fake,I can't be here,alone inside,with no place to go.The world is often a cruel,dark place,it tells you all these lies,the hypocrites acuse,others of being,the same fantastic line.The world is a no good place,for when you are,it shakes again,then you realize it'll never be safe.No perfect place to sit and be.Lonlyness in a world full of beings.-Celeste