Bitter Sweet World

We live in a world where
Wrong means right
And right is wrong
Criticized by minor
Differences
Made feel small
In a world of a thousand faces
One could feel so isolated
So set apart because of
The lines that are drawn
So narrow not even an ant
Could balance on
Nearly falling at any giving second
But still believing you could make it to the end.

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