A poem (Life of...)

to love is to be hated

to be hated is to be loved

not by one person

but by many

to be with the world

or against it

nothing is beautiful

but nothing is perfect

people see the beauty of the things they find perfect

what they do not see is the imperfection of that beauty

the life of someone who is begging to be saved

The life of someone who looks delighted and carefree

but is begging for a way out a way to live life

may this life be of happiness

but not many things can be happy

there are those...who live life in pain

End