Lost. <br /> <br />The unnoticed grow restless, <br />They acknowledge... <br />They are the unacknowledged <br /> <br />To a certain extent, <br />a tarnished mirror, <br />unable to recognize- <br />the person they wish to see <br />or be. <br /> <br />Search. <br /> <br />Only when we are blind, <br />will we start to see- <br />That no one can change. <br /> <br />We can't save a world, <br />that does not want to be saved. <br /> <br />Found. <br /> <br />When we start to realize this, <br />Only then we can finally grow- <br /> <br />Not Change. <br /> <br />Simply Become.<br /><br />Paul Hankewicz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-world-without-jiminy-cricket/
