Sin

The world is so bad 
Thats it's sad
All people do is fuss and fight
When they should be trying to make things right
Insted they fight all night
Kids grow up
And use what they know
They Know the streets
More than they know school
They think it's cool
To be rule
The teachers give up
There job is to teach 
Not preach
Kids was taught to be wild 
And so will there child
They think its cute
To use and abuse
The boys use the girls for whats in there pants
The girls use the boys for whats in there pockects
Never once thinkin about there actions
Untill one day the world fall apart
Leaveing the earth in plain dark
The world is comeing to an end
But little do they know it's a sin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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