In a world of beauty
It's hard to see it for what it truly is
a world of beauty
It is our nature to blind ourselves with pain
It is our nature to be destructive
It is our nature to be reckless
We stomp down the beauty
Just to make our path
But destruction is just careless creation
To destroy is to create
And to create is to destroy
A clear canvas at it's purest is a sight for longing eyes
Yet we poison it with paint
We imprison it in illustrations