Waking is a great challenge to even the most intelligent pupil
For we know what this world contains
It sometimes caresses the most unwilling of victims
The lies,hatred, and vanity that one may feel in a single day of living
Well this is almost unbearable by today's standards
But yet we still wake to greet the world that torments us daily
Only to find that the cycle will repeat itself once again tomorrow
And this can drive even the most sane person mad
Day after day hour after hour we take the mutilation
As if it were forked out to us on a paper plate flimsy but strong enough to keep us stable
So I wonder how anyone may be able to co