Writing Wrongs

A poem about the injustices of the world.

I sit here and watch as the days pass by
And I just can’t stop wondering why.
All the lives that are wasted every day
And no one hears what I’m dying to say
So I write it all down in this notebook
While I memorize the lives that it took.
And now I just watch as the days pass by,
Writing wrongs until the day that I die.