No Hope
In the world I live in, I cannot practice my religion
The god I once worshipped is gone
In my world I cannot go pass the border
I can no longer see what’s at the outside world
My family cannot make their own love
Their definition of love is what our ruler tells us
My ruler treats us as puppets;
But my people think we are his children
The way our children were taught is false
We are banned from learning about the outside world
We are taught that the whole world is our enemy
I still believe deep inside that the world is good
Our only punishment is death
We cannot ask for mercy
In my world there’s no such thing as real happiness
All I see is darkness
All I see are fake smiles
All I see are people suffering from hunger
All I see are people asking to die
In my world there’s no hope
There will never be democracy
There will never be a savior that will end all this
I wish…
I wish I can live on the other side
Where there's no violence
Where there's food to eat
Where there's a quiet place to sleep
It’s already too late….
I’m stuck in hell
That I cannot change.
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