I Too, Have Pain


United States
39° 55' 6.3372" N, 75° 8' 11.958" W

I see a lot of people going through stuff—
And little things they claim,
I too, have pain.

Maybe, my pain could be bigger than his, hers, or anyone’s
Truth is, maybe all of it is the same—

Tired of the sorrow—
Tired of the bull-shit
Many people should be ashamed.
Ashamed of crying over stuff so small,
You have a life to live,
Find a happily ever after.

I see the people on the TV,
Spoiled brats, who cry about everything!
They shouldn’t be crying about anything.
Money doesn’t necessarily solve people’s pain, shopping doesn’t either.
They should be thinking about people in 3rd world countries.
While, you are wasting money on fancy things,
People across the world are living and sleeping, though hungry,
So what can they gain?
We too, have pain!

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