Hope
My current thoughts are of the world,
The people that live in it, the man, woman, boy, and girl.
The reason we suffer as well as the cure,
The stained, the distorted, the clear, the pure.
Outcasted by society, looked down upon by peers
Abused by opinion, too afraid to face fears
Wants to be accepted, while invites get rejected
Resolution to my problem, still can’t figure out its Methods
Not counting days, but yet, the years