My Own Destruction, My Own Change

This poem was inspired by the song Lost, By Coldplay. If it doesn't seem much like the song, it's because, this is my own.

My Own Destruction, My Own Change

My phony smile rules this world,
As if it’s the standard of our living.
The fallacy of hope drains my heart,
Wanting our world to be inverted,
To something better and sane.
But pain and suffering shines upon the facade of our earth.
And people fail to notice such melancholy,
Because their own is just as unbearable.
I’m trying to cross the river to a better land,
Trying to open the door to your side,
The one with true justifications.
But the obstacles stand in my way,
Like deer in the night,
Staring at your car, mocking,
Laughing at your futile attempt at something better.
But even that won’t change my path.
I’ll curve to the side and ignore the omen.
Because I’m not lost,
I’m merely stuck,
Until I find a way to cross