Why do you whither and die?
Why do people fill your beautiful world with one great lie?
Dear Mother Earth,
Why is it that you allow this rumor to spread?
And why is it that many live yet many are dead?
I know that life is a beautiful lie, and death is your ugly truth. But why?
Why am I the one who you had fooled into believing this lie?
Life I thought was pretty, but only on the outside.
Cause once you enter life, the cruel intentions no longer hide.
Darkness fights with light, causing quite the war.
Death at least in my eyes, has never had to experience that before...
Because once you die, no one sees the place you go after.
Because once you die, there is no more pain or laughter.
No smiles, no tears
No dreams, no fears
Dear Earth,
Won't you grant me a grave stone?
Won't you grant me my own dirt throne?
May I please be happy for just one day?
Mother Earth, please take my pain away...
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 7:57 PM UTC
Why do you whither and die?
Why do people fill your beautiful world with one great lie?
Dear Mother Earth,
Why is it that you allow this rumor to spread?
And why is it that many live yet many are dead?
I know that life is a beautiful lie, and death is your ugly truth. But why?
Why am I the one who you had fooled into believing this lie?
Life I thought was pretty, but only on the outside.
Cause once you enter life, the cruel intentions no longer hide.
Darkness fights with light, causing quite the war.
Death at least in my eyes, has never had to experience that before...
Because once you die, no one sees the place you go after.
Because once you die, there is no more pain or laughter.
No smiles, no tears
No dreams, no fears
Dear Earth,
Won't you grant me a grave stone?
Won't you grant me my own dirt throne?
May I please be happy for just one day?
Mother Earth, please take my pain away...
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