Creation 2

This world is deranged

Very sick and strange

I look around at what is right and what’s wrong

I look at people’s visions through words and songs

Our values are fucked up

And we don’t seem to care

We look at this world, as if it’s supposed to be there

We’ve been given this gift and we opened it too fast

We see people dying, and we don’t even spare

Not even a simple hello, or a look or a stare

I look around at what is right and what’s wrong

Like how we value our weak instead of the strong

We cherish our clothes, our diamonds or whatever we pursue

Or how we complain about our broken phones too

It’s a messed up world you see

For a child suffering means nothing to me

Because our society has focused my attention on shit

Like weather or not K fed is with Brit

People complain over which Jimmo Choo shoe

Would look better with their tank top that’s blue

Until they start to see their obsessions

Sure, every once in a while, we feel bad and donate our possessions

We see this fucked up world for what it is

But then a few seconds go by

And we focus our attention on what’s the next thing flashing by

I guess my point is simple but still

I’ve come to the point where I say what I want

But at the end of the day I have nothing to flaunt

I criticize people for their ignorant state

I throw them under the bus like they are fresh bait

I disappoint myself to a certain degree

Cuz I am just like everyone else, you see

I do nothing else but write out this plea.