God created the world over the Earth and space appeared and angels asked what is it worth
and we all were created for entertainment or love or whatever the reason but we can’t make it up to him
so we all try to change our masks or do things for the sake of doing them can’t we just pray and bow our heads
and have God listen to us and us not to him
but it doesn’t work that way we have to let him in to our heart
I don’t mean for this to rhyme in fact this is a speech for a dark time but I can’t help it I’m starting to think like a poet
but they treat me like a mime and the world opens up just a little and they close my mouth just a little the pain is too
much to handle
I can’t seem to bear it tears drop down my eyes and I can only dream of seeing clearly let this hurt out and maybe
you’ll think twice before abandoning me or maybe you wished this on me
it’s okay I’m not asking you anyway if I am to die today then let it be my day
death can come and I will happily go away
there’s nothing left for me here anyway