"How's that working for you harold?"

how is it that we've come to be like this?

what happened to "let kids be kids"

and now adays we can barely wake up

because of so much stress



what happened to the happy thoughts

the blissful memories

that carried us through the downs

of our mostly up days?



how've you come to the conclusion

that hating me is better

than fixing the unfixable

through hardened hearts



how'd our hearts get shattered

and our glasses tinted

our thoughts warped and

how'd we break through the sand paper walls



how is it that you've becomes

my best enemy

and i've become your

greatest contradiction?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

How is it that, the world ends without anyone tell me ?

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MaryCannon Apodaca's picture

Wonderful write... Love the title....

Thought provoking to all of the Harolds
and the rest of us too.

Marica