Accept It

There isn�t a thing worth the pains,
Of fighting endlessly for a cause.
So much sacrificed, but no one gains,
Helplessly concerned with others� flaws.

You raise your head high once more,
But find the world pushing you down�
Pushing you endlessly to the floor,
Looking for hope but there�s none around.

Accept the fact that life is cruel�
That no one is on your side.
You�re manipulated; You�re a tool,
And there�s no place to hide.

I looked for an answer,
But found I couldn�t see.
Looking forward in a world
To only live in pain for eternity.


This poem is original and copyright of Ben Ellsworth.
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