A human song

as we grow up, we grow smaller
life goal retreats to a corner
i just wish not being crueler
thought we could make the world better
….
turns out it has gone bitter...
‘make it less horrible’
seems more feasible
if i could talk to this little me
i’d say your dreams would not be
you’d become the exact shade you hate
and in the process, you wouldn’t even see
how sore, how tired, how inflicted
how similar, familiar, connected
we all are
we all are
we all…
far, near, loud and clear
distance, noise, sights and fear
as we grow up, we grow smaller
life goal retreats to a corner
i just wish not being crueler
thought we could make the world better
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