If I could save the nation with my love
Then maybe the world would be free
From suffering and pain
Less tragedy
Money paved and trees grew
What have the people turned the world to
Towards the sun they say
Face the American dream
But only a true American knows what that means
Suffering from life with sadness and struggle
Crumbling inside while still having life to juggle
It seems the only way to win
Is to be born within
maybe things will be different once we’re born again
The people are not on a mission for success
Tearing down the rights of the world until there’s nothing left
It’s exhausting to see
Seeing that nothing much has changed
And there’s not much the people can do
If depression was wealth
The world would be rich
Yet it’s nothing of the sorts and suicidal seems to be the only gift
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AaliyahC. (
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Comments3
A very passionate write about the current state of affairs, expressed very well, enjoyed the read
Thank you🫶🏽
You are very welcome
A dark view of the present but then how can one not see the night after the sun goes down? A lovely write
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