sometimes I fear
for the world as a whole
beautiful planet we have here
going to **** before our time
or eyes
except no one's really looking
not too closely anyway
for that would be insanity
because some things aren't clear
so sometimes, we blur lines
we're meant to color inside of
what's one more swift mess up
we forgot to erase?
instead, wipe us away
this clean slate, so they say
gets dirtier with every never-ending day
sometimes I fear
the world as a whole