This World
Its full of love and hate
It can cause your fate…
Coming into it unaware
Of its dishonesties
And despairs…
This masqueraded place
Can figurate your heart…
It can really rip it apart
You think its full of magic
But its really just tragic…
This place has it pain
Its called rain…
It falls on Winter skies
And on grey nights…
You feel happy at first
But then its turns into
An evil curse…
There’s rivers and lakes
But they’re all just fakes…
They try to drown you
They pull you down…
This world is covered
by an atmosphere
that’s what gives me
the worst fear…
Getting the feeling
Of a shadow, hovers
It like a million covers…
Its full of crows
Its made of coal
Its very cold
It called the world…
