what a wretched world
under the cruel hands of fate
all the hopes that keeps us alive
we watch them slip away
what a wicked world
with the cruel games it plays
our prayers forever unheard
and everything is cold and gray
the dying,with a lust of life
do whatever they can to try to survive
cursed with a disease courses within
so many things that never was but couldve been
the beaten,try to run and hide
soon they lose their will to survive
lying bones broken,no body hears the sounds
when they spend their lives crawling on the ground
(when all the hopes and dreams come crashing down)
the broken,living life paralyzed
when the only motion they have is the blink of their eyes
sits alone,sits alone and they cry
never granted the necessities of life
the hopeless,they know what its like
when everyday they wake,wishing theyd die
always trying to find something more
but theres never anything worth living for