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CRUEL WORLD OUT THERE

If expressing our genuine feelings is now a worn-out sin
And by being what we really our becomes our personal burden
When their prejudice eyes becomes the eye of the world we live in
Where will we place ourselves then, if we’re just innocent victims?
 
It’s scary to comes out from a self made closet
When coming out makes you a dirty, sick puppy who just sit
Sit and let the world crushed your whole being
So better stay on that closet, lonely but humane in being

Their invading judgments and disrespectful gestures towards us
Are the things we are afraid of, things that poisoned us
Sometimes too much from them wants us to fight them
But how could a sick puppy beats a hungry lion from its century old den?

We just want us to find a place where we can be us
No cursing eyes looking us, no one spit us unjust
We want to play our own part and live as you live
I know it’s not easy but I still believe

So I dream of a world where we are proud and can shout it loud
Where we can dance and express, love and be caress
We’re soon to be there though it’s kind of hazy
But never will I stop praying until we’ll be on that very day
Never will I stop. . .

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 6/27/2016 4:06:00 AM
Hey guys! its been a month or two that I'm on my silent mode but today I wanna share with you my poem entitled ''Cruel World Out There''. It's about myself together with others out there who cannot fully express their real identity because they're scared.It's a personal struggle of ours in what we sometimes called a cruel world.I hope you guys like it, comment anything and contemplate with it. Big thanks!
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