Too many questions, not enough answers. Too much hate, nothing else matters.

Every where I go, I see smiling faces,

In every place,

Town, city I go.

I take a look in mirrror and I see a girl with a straight face,

not even a slight curve.

When will it be my turn?

All I ask for is to learn and experience,

To be happy once again.

But even I know that is too much to ask for.

Too many goodbyes and not enough hellos,

Too many broken promises and not enough, "I'm sorries."

Too much of anything that isn't happy.

Maybe I'm just a pessimstic, maybe I'm too caught up in reality.

The world is such a sad place

And I need an escape.

I need to go back to my dreams gentle embrace.

But what's the point if dreams don't come true?

Don't they know that nightmares are dreams too?

How could you possibly understand?

You're too literal, too serious, too in part of the world

To possibly ever comprehend.

How could you possibly even begin to know?

I feel like I'm asking too much but I just want to feel,

But maybe my dreams are too far to be real.

Reviews

[Chaos_Collector]

I really enjoyed reading this especially since I can relate to many parts of it. You're not a pessimist! You're a realist for seeing things in life for what they really are. Here "Too many goodbyes and not enough hellos,
Too many broken promises and not enough, "I'm sorries." I definitely feel you on that. It would seem people are always walking out of our live as people walk in, but the lost exceeds the gain. I also love this part here "The world is such a sad place
And I need an escape.
I need to go back to my dreams gentle embrace." Excellent flow of word and rhythm. Oh how we wish it was simple to get away from the sad reality of life. Anyway, great work!

Chaos_Collector

[Jordan]

Ah the feelings of life flying by your face at 100 mph and no one being able to tell you just what the hell is going on...or as I call it, 'everyday.'