I've grown old. I don't even know how it happened. I should be young and free and ready to live my life. But I feel weighed down. It's as if all of the world's troubles have been set on my shoulders. I can't even watch the listen to the radio or read the news anymore without crying. What happened? Where has all the innocence gone? I know it seems trite, but… where is the love?
You would think that people would learn. Hasn't there been enough wars? Enough deaths? And, of course, the answer is always no. No. I just don't understand. What's wrong?! How can this be? How can people live like this? They live in complete ignorance. And it's sad to think that the ignorant ones are the happy ones. Heaven forbid that you understand what is going on in the world. Heaven forbid that you see the complete destruction of everything good. And how can good not be destroyed when there is so much sadness?
I just don't know what to do anymore.
I can't cry for everyone.
Does that mean that I too should become ignorant? Should I just start being callous and live in my own little corner of the world? Perhaps I will shelter myself and block out the suffering. Is this being smart? Or stupid? I don't know.
There has got to be an answer though. I have to have hope. It's just so hard. And at times it seems as if hope has never even existed.
It's not fair! And I know that life is not fair, but why not? I don't understand why life cannot be fair. Why should good men die? Why do the bad guys always seem to win? They say that life is not fair, but they also say that all is fair in love and war. How can war be fair and how is it that love has fallen into the same category as war? How can they do this?
But who are they? They dictate what should happen, how it should happen, when, why,… And yet they have no name. They are not held responsible. They do not suffer the consequences. No. We suffer. The world suffers. And despite all this…we still follow them blindly!
Come on people!
Who are they!