Foxy Parkour's poetry. (I'm not that good...)

[Egan]

The world's not caring.
The whole world is just living their lives, not saying a thing.
The world is a tough place.
The world does not forgive.
The world does not forget.
the world is the cold mistress that will ignore you as if you were dust.
The world will not care when you die.
The world won't notice.
But there is a sparkle of hope.
The sparkle isn't the world.
Instead its the people inside it.
They care.
They are the sparkle.