Logic
Seems so illogical
When you try
And justify
Your emotion.

I am sick
Of everything
Being the same.
I am sick
Of people lying
And lying
And lying to me.
I am sick of having to tell
People what they want to hear.

I am sick
So sick
Don’t come near me
I’m contagious.

Isn’t it exhausting
To always be afraid?
No wonder I am always tired.

Everything small
Seems big
When you
Are shrunk down
Until everything
Is gargantuan and hulking.

The small details of things
Are often ignored
They remind me of me
Not exactly abhorred.

They may not be hated
But nobody notices them
They are often equated
To a single cent.

No one pays attention to pennies
Or any types of coins
Because no one cares to see
They’d rather avoid.

Hope is our only salvation.
Money and power will get us nowhere.
We think we know so much
Until the wise tells us we don’t.
We are always afraid,
Whether we want to admit it or not.
I am not exempt from this population.
I am always afraid.
Afraid of failure.
Afraid of success.
Afraid that if I do well
You’ll expect it all the time.
I am afraid of not knowing-
You might be too.
So we pretend that we know what we don’t,
So we can have lies to lean on.

Problems cannot be cured
If the blind is those who assure.

If ignorance prevails
Humanity will undoubtedly fail.

But who will save us now
When nobody on Earth knows how?

How will we save humanity
When nobody can see?

Who will teach the youth how to live
When you don’t even know how to thrive?