I'm not much of a writer..but I've been trying to write a lot lately.
I haven't finished the poem yet..but heres what I've got:
I never open my eyes, cause I'm afraid to see,
The pain, the hate, the hypocrisy.
We lie, we cheat, we steal, we decieve,
and still we believe in honesty?
All these people, beg for change,
And yet the world stays cold and strange.
We lie for honesty,
And kill for life,
We fight for peace,
And use words like a knife.
Why do we linger in hate we conceive?
And never go by what we believe.
Opinions?
I haven't finished the poem yet..but heres what I've got:
I never open my eyes, cause I'm afraid to see,
The pain, the hate, the hypocrisy.
We lie, we cheat, we steal, we decieve,
and still we believe in honesty?
All these people, beg for change,
And yet the world stays cold and strange.
We lie for honesty,
And kill for life,
We fight for peace,
And use words like a knife.
Why do we linger in hate we conceive?
And never go by what we believe.
Opinions?