It\'s hard to breathe when the world is full of hate and people don\'t let you see the light within the day. So you stay up at night look to the sky and say where did we go wrong. The world used to be beautiful and green. Know it\'s just blue and bruised. It\'s the fault of those who have no clue, who just do whatever everyone else says. So you can fit in and soon you yourself becomes that hate. That is true pain.