Wrong!
The word
that the world chants...
Everything I
do is wrong.
Appreciation
seems unknown to them
Compassion
lay forgotten
And they
find pleasure in finding faults...
Standing at
the edge and looking down
I find
nothing.
Staring at
the dead end, I turn back
The little
girl greeted me.
The bright
eyes sparkled.
It held
hope...
The hope
that died within her......
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