Many Worlds

What looks like useless leftovers to some

Appears to be a meal to those who have none

What looks like clothes too cheap and boring to wear

Are longed by someone because winter is something they can't bear

What looks like abundant time to kill

Is enough to make an innocent wish fulfill

What may look like a never ending youth

Is considered a myth by those who had to learn the truth

What some see as simply unconquerable bad days

Don't bother those that know the pendulum swings both ways

What may seem like just mere words and not a knife

Is enough to scar someone for the rest of their life

What may look like the same world with a lot of hope

Appears different each time when seen through everyone's kaleidoscope