The Casual Pain

Saying things is easy,
pretending is even easier.
Ignorance is everywhere.
Talking ain't tougher.
Sleeping while guarding,
Obey to their wills.
Mind on themselves – never,
Taking no risks.
Hating the world,
"I" is who they love.
Neither of them actually care,
Grey is their thoughts.
Overcoming their wounds by making fun of others,
underestimating the other's needs.
Tearing apart their own hearts.

Is there anything good?
Some day it will come.

And nobody cares yet…

Questions are asked but…
Under their guard duty it's impossible to ask.
Is there anything good ahead?
Maybe there is, but I lost my hope…