The Poetary

The world is a bad place So you can't persuade me that The world is full of kindness because when it comes down to it I know that everyone in the world is immoral And I will not trick myself by saying That people have good intentions  So don't worry I will constantly remind myself That people are corrupt And there isn't anything you can say to get me to think People try their hardest to be moral and just because no matter what The world is evil And I'm not in the place to trust that There are good people in this world Because I look around me and think  Is the world as bad people say it is? (Now read bottom up)

Are you ok? I hate that question. Are you ok? It is the most useless question.  Are you ok? You don't really want to know. Are you ok? As you drum your thumbs and rolls your eyes. Are you ok? As you check your watch and make a face.  Are you ok? As you look anywhere except at me. Are you ok? No, I am not ok. Are you ok? As you turn your head and walk away.

Riding off into the proverbial sunset There is no more threat To the happily ever after Ready to move on to the next chapter But the demons that once haunted  your dreams, leaves you exhausted  Once again letting the fear  Of being too mere and drear Keeps you from waiting for your knight To save you from the villains fight  And now the fairytale conclusion Just feels like a delusion  And the Prince that once saved you Only waited a few and withdrew  And the dragons he once slayed  Have again emerged out of the shade There you are all alone in the dark Left with these bruises and marks To remind you why you stop believing  In happy endings. They leave you weeping And having to be your own prince To slay your own dragons, has you convinced  That you could be the hero of this story  And although hurt, depart with all the glory.