Message In A Bottle

Hello there stranger,

Starts out the message in the bottle

On the shore you have found

What’s your world like?

Every morning as you wake up, 

do you wish your surrounding would change?

That air you breathe in, does it make you feel content?

Ever wondered the perception people have of you at this side of the world?

I used to walk the land you do now.

Sorrow, my true companion each time I look back.

A sigh is always let out just of the thought of it.

Poverty & corruption is your daily events.

Opportunity, schedules & the rat races to win

Are part of my daily events.

However your land causes me a familiar

Homesick feeling, the cause to my once home

Yet all I ever did was try to escape from it, 

Thinking that the land of opportunity

Would fulfill my quench of being something better. 

But now reality sinks in, a cold hand reaches out, 

Shoves me to the realization of the lock thats prevents me from all these promised opportunities.

As you crumble this paper disregarding what I have just written.

 I plea to rethink at least, show me 

what is that you see to believe.