Literature
Pandora's World
The Grass Is Always Greener On The Other Side
The grass is always greener on the other side, I've been told.
But is it?
Dry my tears, and let me take a walk.
To the other side. I'll see that the grass is the same shade of green, the sky, it's still endless blue.
Summon a portal, what do I see? The grass and sky aren't so different now, are they? Both worlds are the same. The same people care about me.
There's no reason to be depressed. No reason to be scared. Not when I have friends and family to look out for me. I shed a few tears, I want to run, but where to? my paradise? My own world.
My inner self catches me. "why do yo