Desires Poem by somebody else

We all seem to seek out certain things,
just for that little happiness, we hope it brings.
But alas, to often nothing but a cheap thrill you get,
and soon enough, the regret and shame, begin to set.
So then you are left worse then the start,
with a troubled mind, and a confused heart.
It is a cycle that seems to never end,
and to flee the pain, again our morals we bend.
But it gets harder, to hold back the tears,
as the sorrows grow, over the years.
So when is the time, to stop being a foolish child,
acting crazy and a little wild.
Are you so lost and in despair,
that even for yourself, you nolonger care.
But life was not given, to do as you please,
and I hope before more damage is done, this your heart sees.