...So came a thought to mind,
a painful truth choked my throat with a silent sob
a thin film of tears clouds my vision
when realization dawns
of what bitter creatures idealists are
Once innocence is lost
and the pink glasses of childhood-if there ever were-was lifted
thus unveiled the ever imposing,
infinitely intimidating cold world.
When dreams are hammered to submission by reality,
when one is forced to one's knees,
drowned in the bitter bile of thick sickening selfishness of human truths