Knot kneaded

When you look at this world,
tell me what you see.
Is everything right,
do we have a reason to be?
Because I see what your doing,
and it hurts inside.
What I thought was my shadow,
walks away and denied.
Life was so good when I could understand,
why everyone was the way they were.
Until I got older and everyone changed,
because nothing is ever truly for sure.
And trust will shoot you down,
when you use it too much.
Pick and choose who you need to,
let them be sensitive to your touch.
The circle of life becomes the Bermuda Triangle.
The playtime fun becomes a battle.