Alternate Reality

I know it's hard to love
in a world so full of hatred...
I understand that it's difficult to trust others
when most of us are still trying to remove the knife
driven into our backs
by the hands of oppression.
I know it's hard to remain optimistic
when surrounded by negativity;
And I'm aware that it's wearisome trying to be nice-
when so many try to keep us down.
It's so hard to smile
when our hearts are crying...
And trying to be gentle is almost impossible
because this life is rough.
We all strive to be giving-and forgiving,
but there are still too many of a selfish nature
who don't understand.
Everyone wants to be a hero;
It's hardly feasible when we're all trying to save ourselves.
I understand the need to better oneself-
but how is that possible when things
always seem to take a turn for the worse?
There are always more questions
than there are answers,
And many would rather
make it through each day without
knowing what the next one will bring-
Because the truth hurts more than blissful oblivion.
There is too much darkness, and too many people
are blind to the light,
and most of us find ourselves lost,
living in an alternate reality
to escape the pain.