wretched world

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

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