I didn't quite understand of the myths,
when it came to the unknown,
but by most standers one could understand in the long run,
it was something that lack certain perseverance,
it was something of a challenge one just can't walk away from,
the world itself is filled with knowledge,
but it takes a very selective few to see just that,
by the history given already,
by just a lone torn notebook itself,
could hold the key many seek for,
but I can see very well that not all could withstand,
the very language,
it gives,
a pity for most that miss out on this,
in a form of isolation,
a common trait many have,
yet refuse to see it in others,
as there is always someone to blame,
no matter the changes they have in themselves or what they do,
or even wear,
a shame that would judge like that,
in a vision of nothing but cloudy glasses the lot share,
how in the matters of that though,
when by logical information,
those who said to be worlds apart could be so much alike,
and carry a weight of hate so evenly,
I thought in the times of the purple twilight hours,
I could find the answers that have been lost in time,
to right a wrong in the logic that is here,
if not so above,
why not below,
yet it would seem that is not the case,
either way,
worlds that grounds apart,
share the most basic of traits,
it's downright sad at this point,
a little enlighten goes a long way,
yet who is there to listen,
when all those around want to answer in physical violence,
a waste of energy that could be used for something more,
but no,
many just choose to cope with what was said,
beyond their years of living,
over the newer lessons given now,
no worlds can grow like this,
what a shame.