I've given up all expectations that it's possible to have a meaningful life.
I once was filled with inspiration, but that lion heart has lost his pride.
I fought for what I believed in, I fought for what I thought was right.
But in the end, the path of the righteous lost the fight.
Everything we stood for, all that we achieved.
Doesn't mean anything anymore, how can some of us not see?
This world has lost its luster; this world has lost its touch.
And until this world changes, this world won't gain back my trust.
Wow that is good. I wanted to keep my poems simple and short.
I think I better focus on stories bot poetry. I got number 1 in the contest in my school