People are selfish, and we are foolish.
When we realize this, too late it is.
We are already used,
And the person- gone.
The world is unfair, and we are like its puppets.
Before we realize this, the evil gets to us.
Dead we feel.
Lost we become.
Many try to put us down, and yes they do succeed.
Not because they have a mastermind,
Because of our loser hearts.
Cry we can, give up like we always do.
Try to come up,
What is there to lose?
Strong we are,
We just need to believe.
Puppets we are
But you can always cut the strings!
Dance to your own tunes,
Faith- Have in you.
Afraid- you mustn’t be.
And watch how you come up, if you have the right will.
People are selfish, and we are the biggest fools,
The world is unfair, and we are its puppets..
But why dance to all of it?
Make your own beats,
Strike the right chords
And make a life of your own.
After all music is filled with variety,
And you can become one of the finest piece!