Troubled

A Poem by Theo Rojas

Life is useless, especially when you lost your way
id rather sleep my life away than to breathe another day
another day another dollar that's what most of them say
i say, another day another problem coming at my way

Life is priceless, yes that's true
but why can i see kids being sold to be slaves for few?
hitmans being paid just to get rid of you
it means you worth a paper with symbols and numbers too

Life is great, but a lot have proved it wrong
poverty, corruption plus crimes tagged along
if life is so great, why can i still see tears dripping?
why can i see children hungry, in the streets sleeping?

Life is worth living, but i guess i'm stuck
i want to love life but life wont love me back
they say if you lost your way just re-trace your steps
but my car lost its breaks so i think ill just wish for the best.