Life

It all started when I was a wee little lad Coming home from school wondering why I didn't have a dad. My friends did. And my teacher too. Leaving me to feel out of place like a dragon in a zoo. Confused I just shook it off like what is this? I don't even know the man, so why do I have a feeling of miss? I have a grandma, granpa, and mom, who love me, and who I am to death. So why am I forcing myself to believe this misconstrued myth? It was a great life lesson that I still use to this day Not comparing myself to others in any sort of way. I need to be me, funny and outgoing, which I attempt to be Making friends left and right trying to make it all look easy Let's look at humpty dumpty like when he fell off the wall Everyone thinking he was fragile as he broke to mini pieces so small. Crying, whining, balling, his friends thinking he needed to act tough, which he lacked But maybe life was just building up forcing him to eventually crack. We all have things to deal with, so why are most so mean? Expecting others to bow down to them like students to a dean. We need to create peace amongst enemies or at least establish respect I'm not saying to love everyone but our actions have major effects.