I Love To Being Dumb Poem by Amber Chalia

I'm evacuated that's why I'm in bedlam,
when you'll understand the world you'll also wanna come,
reality makes me dumb,
and accepting it makes me numb,

reading fiction leads to fantasy,
on one will ask your trade,
but they can see shadows in different shade,
now you can see what fantasy really made,

here 2 and 2 is 5 when you sum,
and weaklings don't have life they just came here to succumb,
countries don't buy food but atomic bomb,
still people don't care but if you do then you're a dumb.