What a two faced
World we live in
Too short for some things
But too long for most
Too competitive to be humble
But too sensitive to boast
So bright during the day
And night too
We help the world, or so we say
But I really ask: who?
There is love and hate
Over the same thing
From the same person
In the same spring
But never once
Can something have it all
That would go against nature
But it would be quite a ball