Adult World, Everyone is a 'Child'

I want to write a poem today,

To those trapped in helpless, lost, and painful situations,

I also hope that we can all quickly emerge from sadness, whether now or in the future.

This poem is divided into 6 parts: Loss—Pain—Collapse—Awareness—Reflection—Acceptance

It tells of the fluctuations of human emotions and also the process of rebirth.

'Child, Child'

Can you hear me?

Even if your happiness no longer comes from your heart,

My joy will still rejoice for you,

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'Child, Child'

I understand your inner helplessness,

But this world will never have anyone else bear your burden,

Don't try to peek into other people's lives,

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'Child, Child'

Don't cry,

Even if your tears form a river,

People will only remember your embarrassing appearance,

But they will never understand why you are crying,

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'Child, Child'

If strength is unbearable,

Then choose to compromise,

Life is not all about impulsive behavior,

More is short-lived happiness,

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'Child, Child'

Have you ever wondered what color the world is,

Some say this world is wonderful, so it's colorful,

Some say this world is absolute, so it's gray,

But what color is the world inside you?

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If the world has destroyed you,

Then consider yourself a puzzle piece,

Assemble your imperfect self,

Make yourself whole,

—Wood Lin Uncle

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