Should I Even Speak

The world will fall apart someday, but at least we have now. There are things on my mind. Things that pulsate through my mind a million times an hour. I wish I felt safe enough to express my true thoughts. My true feelings. My true ideas of this world we live in. I will share some, but not enough. Not the amount I wish I could express. Call me paranoid. Call me what you will, but know that in the end there are times when one must be careful. Gay rights, black rights, white rights, womens rights, children rights etc. Why not just fight for human rights? Isn't that what we all are? Just plain human. I'm so tired of hearing all this bickering and fussing all over the world. Don't we all in some way matter? Shouldn't each individual be important? I don't understand why criminals have more rights than their victims. I don't understand why war is necessary when talking problems out seems to be the safest route. I don't understand why we promote freedom of speech, but we only stick by it when porn is involved. I don't understand why so many people in the world have to suffer and die. I don't understand why so many children are hurt and forgotten. I don't understand why there isn't such a thing as equal distribution of funds. I don't understand why a professional basketball player gets paid so much for playing a simple game. I don't understand why a CEO of a shoe corporation gets paid so much more than those that slave away to make the product. I don't understand why we all just can't accept each other. I don't understand why a child rapist gets 4 months of probation and a shoplifter can get life. I don't understand so many things in this world. I don't understand why it all bothers me so. I wish I could brush it all off. Pretend that it's all going to be okay. But what if someday it all comes tumbling down? Will we beg God for forgiveness? Will he even listen? Is there a God? All this stuff goes deeper. I won't get into though. I know my limits with free speech and opinions. I don't want to harm anyone or offend. I just wish I could spread the message of love, although I know that sounds so stupid and corny now. It's just all so sad. I believe there are those that are brought into this world feeling every prick and push of the needle of life. I believe there are those that feel every emotion that ever exist. I believe there are those that cannot escape the sadness of living. I am not promoting anything or trying to be depressing. I'm simply lost in this world that I feel I don't belong in. My heart feels so different. So alone. So desperate. So compassionate. So doomed. Excuse me for rambling. Than again I'm sure no one reads this anyways. I'm not one to write about happy things like puppies or white clouds. I can't help it. I'm plagued by emotion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "A Small Poem" There are days I dream Days I cry Days I mourn Days I fly There are days I scream Days I meant Days I calm Days I repent There are days and days Where I lie awake at night Staring at the moon Wondering if I am too late Or if I have come to soon ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Done for now.
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