Blind

Why are we so blind?
Why are we so scared of sharing what we have
Why are we only wait for people to care and love us?
Why are we only think of help coming from others?
Why are we just complaint that things we have are not good enough?
Why are we only looking for affirmation of our abilities?
Why we never question the person who affirms us?
Why we believe our ability only after having the affirmation from others?
Why can’t we just simply look at what we can do?
And build our confident through repetitive experiences?
Maybe we are living in a world that wants only a machine that end result is the matter.
We try to be one through our producing-machine education
But we leaving our hearts behind and soon they become deserts
Longing for our own real love and taste of life to nourish it.