Differences

Things are not good as they were,

Blowing memories further and far.

Waiting for my moment to arise,

Being stared by the monsters afar.

Things would never be as good as they used to be,

All of the people were the leaves of the same tree.

Truthfulness and politeness doesn't exist,

Even though we were taught that politeness is key.

We do we run away? 

When we are the ones paving the way.

The way for the monsters,

As bright as stars.