People will not change for you
this, these words, you know are true.
theres nothing that you can do
the world is a fixed state
it will not bend at your command,
so make it a demand
your soul has begun to wonder
its lost in a desolate land.
please go and find it
its time for your heart to take a stand.
you let the world trample you
to kind for your own good
the world comes to you to dispose of its trash and mayhem
now your heart is black
this beautiful person
this beautiful soul
is now under attack.
regain your power
your will is much to strong
why is it that you hide your self when theres something wrong?
your much to good for this place
this perfect world gone awry
we all know that you have the pain
but wheres the will to cry?
your silence speaks in volumes
while concealing your white lies.
it hurts so much when you do these things
when you wield the blade.
every time you do these things
your voice begins to fade.
all there is thats left of you is an arctic fog
a blue gray haze.
when will you be done
with this trying phase?
please rope the moon and turn the tides
its time for this to change.
so put down your drug
your quick silver so to speak
for every time it tears you
it makes your heart to weak.
this twisted world keeps hurting you
every time you try
so you go on with your life
living with your pain and dining with your strife.
every time we try to help
you unsheathe your bloodied knife.
when all is said and done
you will turn out fine
soon the filth which covers you will be washed away
your hardened eyes will soften up
your heart will drop its chains
the world is not your problem,
so please just let it be.
