World Weight Poem by Murasaki Kitsune

There a real fine line where thing get out of hand
Everyone looks up to you like your the man with the plan
Helping one after another so they can be at ease
And never show the problems that bring you to your knees
Feeling like an outkast that society dont need
Still cant get over that your dad got up and leaved
Trying to make it through life, but this game will never end
Still wondering just how many friends
One person need to lose or get stab in the back
Always compensating for the thing that you lack
Never knowing when someone will fully understand
Just how different you are of a person
Still never let the world see or feel your pain
Looking inner deep inside so you can maintain
Rage, anger, fury all bottle up within
Trying with all might, but it hard to pretend
How can this be
There no difference between one person or another
All can die just like all others
Why must things seem like it left to fate
But for now I guess I will deal with the
World Weight