What’s Wrong?

A Poem

What’s wrong? That’s the only, Question you, Get to hear.

You go out, Why a long face? What’s wrong? What can be wrong?

To be honest, Neither the one, Who ask or, Being asked to.

Know anything, To be fair, Nothing at all, We have an idea.

Just an idea, To be fair, To be honest, We can’t put a pin on it.

The truth, Is nobody knows, We are just, Discovering the truth of us.

Little by little, Not all at once, Which is what, Is optimum, I guess.

Because we don’t get to see life, All at once, Why should we get to know, What’s wrong?

So, let’s fix ourselves, Little by little, Get to know, What’s wrong in pieces.

Give a chance, To yourself, To know, What’s wrong everyday.

But also not, Forget that, What is right, In life too.

Thus, let’s appreciate, The good, And fix whatever, Is bad.