By cjking
Submitted by hairdiva
Date: 2007 Apr 28
Comment on this Work
[[2007.04.28.23.44.18341]]

On Idealism

In my youth I thought myself too sensitive for this place
My idealistic views too bright and shiny
My expectations too broad.
My heart too fragile.

In my youth I wanted peace and harmony
A world of joy and rightness; always rightness
Injustices were too loud sounding
And an open mind could save the world.  

I wanted people to never lie, never hurt.
I needed the truth, what right is there in less?
Betrayals had no place in my little universe
And feeling small was just a symptom of a time.

And then the world got a hold of me
And being wrong never felt so good.
Growing up has been painful, yes
And deep inside, I'm still that same little girl.

But being wrong has never felt so good.