The world of full of pain
Seeping with anger
A realm of danger
Deception at every corner
The world is full of sorrow
Kids living like there’s no tomorrow
Hate is in every place
Just look upon someone’s face
Home-Home is the place you feel safe
Memories of family, friends, and birthday cakes
You are familiar with everything and feel nothing can go wrong
You just remember the sleepovers and dancing to your song
I wish the world was just like home
Where you feel safe, warm, and cozy
Where everyone got along and weren’t so nosy
But the world isn’t like that, it’s a fantasy
I wish it was, It was right now, so the world could be
Could be what I dreamed it would be
May Namoc
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/not-what-it-s-supposed-to-be/
