Cut

This is so silly of me to believe in good,
Maybe,therefore,I am always upset.
I wouldn't mind being rude,
But being rude makes me regret.
I am not to understand what people think,
However I would like to.
You can imagine you are a king,
But who's real you?
I believe deep inside people still have
kindness,
But world is already in blood.
Hope,some day,I will get rid of blindness,
Some day,everything will be cut.


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