People don't realise
that other people
get lonely too.
They don't
realise that others
suffer just like they do!

Thousands
out there
are tired of
their job.
So tired they want to
live another life.
They think,
dream
contemplate
but
never
book
that plane ticket,
or turn that ignition.

There's ignorant people
denying themselves
freedom.

There's kids
suffering humiliation.

There's spiritualists
who see the good in
mankind.
They want to believe
in an after life
and a God to save them
this time.
They want to be good,
yet their lives
stink
of a
false pretension.

Not everyone is shallow
like the weather girl.

News readers are fake.
Never giving their opinions,
Just reading what they're given.
No depth,
No sincerity

just a voice...

Who cares for their opinion?

Are we not told how to think by the media anyway?

Nathan Strange

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thoughts-random-ones/