What's Your Problem World
I think the end times are near
Seeing all God's creatures dying
And all those horrible things I hear
Makes me feel the rage I get in my body and soul
Causing my heart to be real heavy and so
Often asking, "What's your problem, World?!"
While I already know the answer
Its all written
Makes me wish Judgement Day is near
Or I could just diappear
Instead of watching with my hands sealed
I feel sore cause of this invisibile abuse inside me
I can't keep my mind steady and normal
While these awful things are happening at the other end of this world
My prayers are out and hoping to be listened and answered
I'll accept whatever that can destroy this pain
And these awful tragedies that's happening to people
(Dedicated to the death of people by Isis, in Libya and in Nepal)
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