I trudged home, not wanting to do my homework. Mr Godfrey obviously wanted to make us suffer by writing a poem. Oh well, can’t do much about it. Taking out me homework, I let out an audible sigh. Deciding to write it about the word anything, I started while munching on chips. Anything. That word is vague. Yet we still use it in our daily lives. Why do we use it so much? Who knows? We can practically use it for anything. And everything. It creates an air of mystery. That we would never be able to create with just one word. If you use it so often, what do you mean? “I am fine with anything.” That is just super frustrating to hear. Sometimes, people expect you to know what they want. Clarity. It is very important. In your words, in your essays, in poems and others. Yet we homo sapiens are just not clear enough. Slangs are much more common. That means that we would make more misunderstandings. And when that happens, we fight and get angry. This world is so unfair. Even if we are right, if the person is more popular you get the hate. But still there is nothing we can do so, we learn, learn to bare with it because we cannot do anything more. If we try, try and try, we might get justice. But most of that is unlikely because, that is normal for this world. So just try, It does not matter anymore. No matter how we try.
