Why All the Pain
I look all around the world
And ask why all the pain?
With snow comes happiness
But with rain comes much pain.
I look all around the world
And ask why all the crime?
Either suicide,or murder,or maybe even robbing,
But crime is all the time.
I look all around the world
And ask what is the "Game of Life"?
Is it a simple game,
Or a trial before your eyes?
I look all around the world
And ask the question why?
Why do people tear themselves down
Without even a simple try?
Copyright © Briana Richardson | Year Posted 2008
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