A simple life

I wished for mornings calm and clear, Where love was simple, hearts sincere. No manipulation, no borrowed pain, No shadowed smiles, no hidden gain. Just hands held without a secret thought, A world where kindness is freely taught. I wanted life in honest hues, A gentle world, without ruse. Yet here I stand, still seeking peace, Hoping the falsehoods someday cease. For in my heart, this quiet plea: Let life be simple, let souls be free. But now I’ll learn, the truth I’ll face, Survival comes with its own grace. For nothing stays, the world will bend, We adapt, adjust, and then transcend. People will judge the truths I speak, Yet hollow pretenses leave hearts weak. So I’ll walk on, come joy or strife, And carve my path—a fearless life.