The World

The world is oh so full of darkness.
It is surrounded by so much pain.

All that we see is the sadness.
It seems we all live in all too much in vein.

We are all constantly dying.
For the world is full of so much hate.

We are all continuously crying.
It is like a very horrible fate.

We all seem to suffer in silence.
As if life were an awful crime.

As we try to stop the violence.
As we try to make life seem like less time.

We do our best to make it joyous.
It's as if we try to act as lively as a chorus.