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I feel discarded and wasted here on the floor, With my hand still tightly fastened upon the lock, Hiding form the darkness that awaits me outside, How the world has crumbled over these past years. In this place I sit in, my life is my own, I won’t care for anyone else, for there is no world like my own, The people outside my door are the same as me, Passing their lives filled with apathy, Unaware of the war raging on above their heads, They all hurry to get home to lie in their safe beds.
And my how the world has fallen since then, This place once green with flowers that bloomed everywhere, Now a bloody rusting treasure left for no one to care for, And how the people continue their whole lives unaware, Of the people dying and fighting elsewhere. They walk by children on the streets starving, Passing every helpless stranger they meet on the way, Only thinking of themselves, Trying to realize The darkness that’s has already formed in their lives.
I await here, alone in my room, Pray for a peace to come and save us from this doom, The foreshadowed danger that we’ve made. And how caring of us to just walk away, Leaving the garbage on the ground for someone else to pay, How careful we try to turn away from everything. My, how thoughtful we’ve all become, To stuck on our selfish desires to pay any mind to those below, The ones suffering from disease, wishing for the light, We must all sleep tight and comfortable in our beds Knowing sixty more people died tonight.
My how our world has changed before our own eyes, And how we do nothing to save its weltering lives, We all walk around with out a care in the world, Depending upon this all giving earth, My how our world has died, From all the wishful wasting we’ve done over time. This world is not that just that persons you pass on the street, But it belongs to everyone, And we all have prices we must meet, To keep this world going for those who will fallow our lead, For those who are sick and dying awaiting our help, This place is not just a home we walk on everyday, It’s the only place we have for us to stay, Giving us life, why not help it in its strife, Other wise it will not die alone, It’ll take us all into a place we never wished to go.
I wrote this a while back, hope you guys like it
Denzy-Chan · Sun Nov 25, 2007 @ 07:36am · 2 Comments |
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