The World Is Bleeding

why are we blind
when we see no wrong,
what are we seeing
when we see no wrong,
why are we dying 
when we all belong.

the world is bleeding
yet we let it bleed,
the world is crying
yet we hear no screams,
 the world is slowly dying
we all bleed.

why cant we hear what she says,
why cant we see what she says,
why cant we feel what she says,
we ain't bothered what she says,

she just lets us be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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