what's this world really is ?
is it something i long compensated ?
that i feel wanting to keep a distance .
am i correct ? to see this world ,
and those people with judgmental eyes....
as the ones who foolish not to see ,
what people really are underneath .
they say one must behave way they are ,
but they wear facades that i see through ,
yet they behave as ones the most righteous ,
is it wrong to be different in this world ,
or is it wrong to be honest to oneself ?
in my life ,
i had lots of weaknesses ,
and use to shake in the winds...
been vulnerable to criticism of fate ,
but I'm not a man that live in the past ,
I'm a man of the future that will stand strong .
and I'll never forget , I'm who i am ,
because of those rare people that helped ,
that's why i would do the same .
but this world takes kindness ,
as one of the weaknesses that never fades ,
but they don't know , what lies within ,
I'm not sure that weak will be the thing ,
they won't forgive and forget .
for last as one of this world ,
i wish this world be a better place ,
much better than the way it's right now ,
but i don't know yet , how .
or when that day will come to us ,
but I'll not give up on these glimpses...
that gives me the real strength ,
I'll be walking till i find a way .
Just wrote this poem way it came to my mind and sorry if there's grammar and other mistakes , enjoy =D
is it something i long compensated ?
that i feel wanting to keep a distance .
am i correct ? to see this world ,
and those people with judgmental eyes....
as the ones who foolish not to see ,
what people really are underneath .
they say one must behave way they are ,
but they wear facades that i see through ,
yet they behave as ones the most righteous ,
is it wrong to be different in this world ,
or is it wrong to be honest to oneself ?
in my life ,
i had lots of weaknesses ,
and use to shake in the winds...
been vulnerable to criticism of fate ,
but I'm not a man that live in the past ,
I'm a man of the future that will stand strong .
and I'll never forget , I'm who i am ,
because of those rare people that helped ,
that's why i would do the same .
but this world takes kindness ,
as one of the weaknesses that never fades ,
but they don't know , what lies within ,
I'm not sure that weak will be the thing ,
they won't forgive and forget .
for last as one of this world ,
i wish this world be a better place ,
much better than the way it's right now ,
but i don't know yet , how .
or when that day will come to us ,
but I'll not give up on these glimpses...
that gives me the real strength ,
I'll be walking till i find a way .
Just wrote this poem way it came to my mind and sorry if there's grammar and other mistakes , enjoy =D