Imperfect Existance
It’s amazing how time flies
And if you blink, the moment dies
You lose so many people in a year
It seems like everything just disappeared.
All your friends become strangers
All your secrets become endangered
Our perfect lives hanging by a thread
Our thoughts consumed by dread.
God has chosen our fate
We try to change, but it’s too late
The monster within us has already won
The damage it’s caused can’t be undone.
We watch as our lives flash before our eyes
Our perfect images shattered by lies
With all the ghosts from our pasts,
The perfect images will never last.
This poem is about:
Our world