My view of life

By: Golkarcha Chue

When I opened my eyes, the sky is blue

and in the distance only green grass.

The land filled with flowers, yellow and green grass, with the wind

whisking by me.

 I'm standing here as time go by and the seasons changing.

The only memories that I has were the time, when I was still a little girl.

Rembering that money can buy everything and that life was nothing without it.

 

Struggling...struggling.

Life was unfiction and unfanasty.

Facing the world and life was not a reality for me, but a dream.

In my mind I'm still in a dream.

A dream that last to the day, living a life that was not real, but a fanasty.

The might just be color, but what about those living color that are struggling.

The beauty in nature, disappear slowly and vanish without a sound.

Those beauty became a beauty that some poeple realized that it existed in the world.

 

Rich, fame and money was all life is about.

Being rich have anything that you want.

Fame make people want you and wish to be you.

Money a get way.

Where's the beauty that was once in the world?

Where the words that was right?

Where justice?

 

If the world was a game, then money has won the game.

Beauty and nature can win until we realized, what was gone.