THOUGHTS

Wonder why things are so crazy in this world,

Why do people chase that dollar so long,

That when they are done,

All they have is an empty life gone by.

And why do people hate so hard,

Those who may be different or not fit a mold,

That when they are done,

All they have is a lonely memory.

And why do so many people never show their feelings,

Keeping their love inside all bottled up,

That when they are done,

All they have is two words "what if".