The world is black

by Chelsie   Oct 22, 2006


Sometimes I wonder,
why this world is so black.
Disease, poverty, and hatred.
It's to late to turn back.

Equalness isn't an option.
Love doesn't mean anything anymore.
Money rules us all.
We need to slam the door.

Why doesn't anyone care?
When will it all actually mean something?
No one has the answers.
Why can't we all just get along?

No one is even trying to make things right.
The world is never going to be the same.
It's way to late to move on.
People are to caught up in money and fame.

Sometimes I wonder,
why this world is so black.
Disease, poverty, and hatred.
It's to late to turn back.

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