Bliss
is a weird thing.
It's like everything is perfect,
when it really not.
It's like there isn't a problem to face.
when there is.
Yet, it is a thing.
Supposedly common.
People use it to describe food, other human,
and so much more.
But how can a human be bliss?
How can the earth be in a state of bliss?
When there are so many problems to face:
Hunger, Homelessness, Abuse,
and so much more.
I don't understand