Desire

I have a hunger for peace.

A need for human satisfaction, But I am sad.

This terror within, this horror around us.

This is not peace.

… And I am sad.

I have a hunger for harmony.

A need for smiling faces,

But I am hurt.

No harmony is around,

no glimpse of a grin nor smirk.

And I am depressed.

I want what I cannot have, peace throughout.

I am selfish, greedy, and unhappy because of it,

But do you blame me?

Am I terrible for being upset about what is around me?

Wanting something that the world cannot have?

Selfishness, stubbornness, sadness, because of false hope.

Selfish, stubbornness, sadness, all for happiness.