Perspective
Life is perfect,
and you do not think
that it could be
any other way.
You go along,
uncaring,
of the problems others have.
They come to you for help,
or understanding.
Instead you give them,
"Not my problem."
Continuing like this,
you are happy.
That is,
until,
say,
a loved one dies.
Suddenly,
you care with all your heart.
You go to others,
seeking comfort.
And all you get is,
"Not my problem."
