Does the better ever win
How can the underdogs ever expect to win in a violent life? How can those who hold their head up high ever expect to beat those who kick you when your down? How can those full of passion ever expect to rise above those who choose to do them harm? How can an infant die when those lingering on life refuse to go under? I have always tried to be myself without trying to hold others down. I have always lived my life only being myself. I have always living my life knowing the truth behind right and wrong. And I have always believed, I have always had the knowledge that justice will prevail, and that good triumphs over evil and that right overcomes wrong. Today my beliefs have been shattered. In a life where rules set the limits on what wrong can do, the wrong took an unjustified part of who I am. I now sit crippled in my belief in the rules that are offered. I feel ashamed for believing them. I never lost hope in a world gone so wrong, but alas, I will cry myself to sleep tonight.