You wear a pair of glasses, A special pair that shield your eyes, From that which you don't want to see, to know. The world you see is one, In which nothing is bad, nothing evil, But, instead, all is well. Those of us who wear no glasses however, See things for how they really are, They are not perfect. There is suffering, deciet, pain and evil, There are those of us who hurt others, And those who destroy beliefs and beings. There is, however, others as well, Those who heal, those who help, These people, too, are lost to you. Your world is clouded, Forever shaded by your glasses, Your glasses of ignorance, Your glasses that block out everything, Absolutely everything, Creating for yourself a 'perfect' world. Anything that poses as a bump in your world, Is shunned aside, ignored, Perpetually hurling you, Further into the void of ignorance. You must remove these glasses, No matter how hard it may be, For if you do not, if you remain as is, Everything in this world, bad and good alike, Will be forever lost.
Reason for writing:
Let's no get into it eh?
Birth sign: Leo
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