Green

I am a little sadder than I've been
Not so you'd not it, but just enough
To make me wish that it were different. In
My short experience of being me,
I notice that it's never been this rough,
But that might indicate how easily
My life has gone so far; if I complain,
The sheer degree to which I have not seen
The evil others have, nor felt their pain,
For truly in this life I am but green,
Will be revealed. Therefore, though I am sad
And would not have the world be as it is,
I must release the sadness I have had
Letting it bubble off, to pop and fizz.