Have you ever wondered why the young always seem to die?
And the evil never get sick.
Why some people are rich and never have worked hard
While others can’t catch a break.
Have you ever wondered how things could have been different if you gave that bum your spare ten?
Sure he could of bought booze, but what if he bought food?
The indecision rocks you to bed.
You know he’s probably cold, and also alone, these pictures play back time and time again…
Twisting and turning forceful and consuming making guilt that sticks in your head.
Have you wondered why some people are so conceded?
Do they not know that there not alone?
That nobody is looking, and nobody cares…
What you wear, what you do, who you know.
Have you ever wondered why some people are so selfish?
Their money is all that they need.
It replaces there family, becomes their best friend
But how much does one person really need?
Have you ever wondered why people say they won’t?
But they do…
They always seem to change
Why can’t your best friend just stay your best friend?
Why do people always seem to leave?
Why. Why. Why?
Because life is unfair.
And people don’t care.
They say they do, but they don’t. That’s just life.
But through the hopeless and despair
The hanging whys that linger in the air
The unjust, and plain just not right.
There is beauty every were….
In every tangle, every hair
In every bad, rotten, awful ruined night.
It’s the beauty that keeps us going…
Harsh, cruel, brutal world
In this crazy beautiful life.