People try hard

To see the true card

But life is just a prison

That goes down rea far

Another one’s tale

Is another one’s gain

But when the tail ends

So does other people’s game

Emotion impacts all

But not all that are good

People don’t see the true curse

Of the world being burned

From the mishaps of others

And the tales of light and dark

But the pain I see in my eyes

Is that the world is really sharp

Enough to cut the good

But protect the bad

As an imprint of others

Is one’s mishap

The frame of one human

Is the gain of another

But what I see in this story

Is the bother of people not liking one another.