When I was a kid I
Didn’t understand
Why people
Would beg to leave this place.
They would call it boring,
And ugly
And terrible.
It was only until now that
I understand.
It wasn’t the place,
It was the people.
This world we live in
Offers such beauty
But it’s often the people
That make it ugly.
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 11:38 PM UTC
When I was a kid I
Didn’t understand
Why people
Would beg to leave this place.
They would call it boring,
And ugly
And terrible.
It was only until now that
I understand.
It wasn’t the place,
It was the people.
This world we live in
Offers such beauty
But it’s often the people
That make it ugly.
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