Melancholy

it’s just a feeling of

people are fascinating creatures but
at times I tire of talking to them
and

boys I like are a rare species
he’s wonderful but I know
all too well
to invest this much is dangerous

it is hard to talk about my problems
because everyone has their own
someone needs to have an open ear

it’s none of my business but
he showed his true colors even before
(but you know they say love is blind)
she is strapping a bomb to herself
promising her life to a parasite

have the homeless the criminals the terrorists
failed the world
or has the world failed them
or has the world
simply failed

but this world has
love street vendors good food
shimmery dresses music
weird beautiful complicated humans
and always–always–
hope of a better tomorrow.

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