Once I was an idealist.
Before, I often prayed for peace.
I saw the world as a beautiful place to live.
I imagined life to be wonderful always.
I was concerned with being good
and doing the right thing.
Once I was an idealist.
Now, I have changed.
I've realized peace is just a dream,
attained only in death.
The world is beautiful yet it is
starting to ruin.
Life is always full of difficulties,
only hope makes it bearable.
Being good and doing right is fine but
don't be too good at all times.
Once when I was an idealist I never
even thought of these.
Now, I have changed.
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