The world is a controversial place,
We don’t mean what we say.
Does yes really mean yes;
Are words just barbaric plays?
We create exquisite phrases
That inspires us, warms us within.
But it seems this hope is just fleeting;
And soon to collapse, all demolished.
We tell our young fairy stories,
Grotesque for real they might be.
But in life there are no fairy tales—
Stories are not modified for you and me.
The world is a controversial place,
Especially here, in the human world.
Sympathy is only practiced limitedly,
While self-intrest is our main goal.
The world is a controversial place,
It applies just too right for me.
“For Dreams, we live, ” This was my motto.
But now,
It shatters me.
Grace Tan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-it-hurts-so/
