Ok, I thought this would be a nice place to write my poems.. Please don't judge...

Glittering World
The world makes the sound,
Of that of which, we must not hear
And hushes that, which has been already broken
For fear perhaps, of the unknown

So people go about
Forgetting others' pains
Ignoring the social need for touch
Fulfilling no desire

But I wish it was all a ruse
Then it would hold up to nothing more
Yet I know, it is all a game
When we pretend everything is okay

So we mask our fears
And we go out the door
Into this glittering world
Into the unreal, the fake, the broken