jagged edges
of a world gone wrong
inside a mind
bent to one side
of what was meant to be
right

who really is right though
when too many things are wrong

but how do we know
what is right
if we only experience
that which is wrong

continue on
breathing
living
wishing what was right
was inside
that which is wrong

but with jagged edges
of a world gone wrong
and bent to one side
how is right
suppose to get in

how is right
suppose to take over
when there is nobody there
to teach it

how is right
suppose to be learned
when there is nobody there

is anybody there