Why? ! ? - Poem by Lost Sierra
Why do we always focus on our negative actions,
and our friend’s only focus on our positive actions?
Why do we see the beauty in others but we can’t see it in ourselves?
Why do we waste our life wanting what we do not have instead of focusing and cherishing what we do have?
How come we care about others more than we care about ourselves?
Why don’t we think of these question every day?
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