A little poem

Today I'm feeling a little dissapoint but I don't know why (maybe its cuz I'm studying for midterms)

But my heart feel heavy, so I decide hey, why don't a write something so here it is. To whoever readers this what do you think?

Why do we do this? (Title)

Why do we treat them like pets?

Trap them in a cage

Is it wrong for wanting,

Them to stay by our sides forever

Why do we limit them?

Force them to follow the rule

Blend in with the rest of us

Why do we clip their wings?

To prevent them from flying away

Or to stop them from flying towards their dreams

Why do we protect them?

To keep them safe from the world’s cruelty

Or to keep them in ignorance

Why do we love them?

Because we are human

And that’s we do, we love

Because we are selfish

Desire for some sort of relationship, greedy for affection

Why do they hate us?

Giving all we could but still they refuse

Because we limit them

Them and their beautiful dreams.

I hope nobody copies this horrible poem, but seriously sometimes I feel that people are such haters and they then they question why people don't like them. Simple because sometimes you might laugh at our dreams or tells us to wake up. But you know what? I'm awake, I see the world and I see people failing, depressed and dying, but also I want to dream and I don't need anyone to tell that I can't to this or that its life you can't warn about every possible danger they got to learn it by their own. 

Deciated to my high school guidance counciler who basically laughed at my dream, I'll remember till that day I die. But I don't hate you, I just don't like you or want your "advice" anyway.

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