I hope you become happy Even make it yourself Either from love or faith Maybe friendship as well No one can do it for you People can't force it on you It's something that's built You have to work for it If you don't Then it's obviously not important enough for you It can't be taught And there's not a "How To" book on it No. You have to want it You have to push through the bad times Giving up isn't an option Even if you think it is But I don't think that's the case Most people want happiness And I hope you find yours
I see the ways of this world Full of selfishness and hostility It makes no sense to me Why can't we just get along? If we put aside our differences And stop making inferences About one another Maybe if we stopped all the greed We could be a world full of the freed No more racism or rich or poor None of the cruelty Or and if that brutality All of us truly equal Then maybe the world would be better And we could all stand together On this planet we call home
As kids, we thought wars were good, fought with toy guns, the soldiers who fell down dead, would get up and go home in the evening; fallacies that shape us in childhood, come to visit later baring fangs.
So insensitively you drain and ***** me taking blood samples and injecting the chills enstilling no trust right before you ****** foreign objects into my gut I didnt ask for you nor did you ask for me and with a situation that should be full of understanding we just cant seem to meet eye to eye you are the arrogant judgemental kind and me I'm just a piece of paper full of ineligible lines I hate doctors or most I should say I come in always in the worst of situations For them its everyday and the longer they're with it the less humane they seem I dream of a world full of humility while I crumble traumatised in hospital sheets