i hate this world in whick i live

I hate this world that i live in
children starving in the streets
while old fat men eat all the worlds sweets
women afraid to walk outside
because of men with an ugly "surprise"
People wonder why I cry
I cry for the angels
the angels here on earth who had to die
The ones who we are to selfish to feed
the ones who would give us the clothes off there back
just for a small pinch of our picnic pack
These old men like to fund war
But say we are in to much debt to feed the poor
That is why i cry, for the angel that had to die
Because of the fat men
I hate the world in which i live

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You say you hate the world you live in, Allissa..and I agree with what you have stated, that is the things you hate, I hate.
But think of this, when you are hating, think of how poetry has entered your life, to help you with self expression..so there are some things to love..
You have chosen the best art of self expression.embrace it...keep writing