Reality
Why do we act the way we do?
What is it that makes you, you?
Why is the world the way it is?
Why can’t people mind their own biz?
Why can’t my life be my own?
Why can’t people just leave me alone?
People criticize all the time
They make judgments on a dime
Too much is based on looks these days
People judge appearance in many ways
People treat others the way they want to
Not caring what they say or do
The world is in a terrible state
It’s filled with nothing but greed and hate
Poverty and death are all around
Every where you look they can be found
Nothing will change no matter what we attempt
The world will always be in contempt
Written by,
Courtney Osborne
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