Sometimes I wish I could go far away to another place
Away from all this mess, I feel like running away from my own fate
If only I could find a way, to change this place of hate
Then life would be good and people would be amazed
To see this 15 year old and the wonders she has made
But coming back to reality and to the people who never cared
The sole truth is that-this world will never change..
So here I am, in this lonely crowded place
Covered with darkness, I’m lost in a maze
Where people have hearts they don’t wish to use
And where money is the only thing, they don’t want to lose
And despite this, the people wonder
Why is this world in such a blunder?
When you know you aren’t going to change
So why expect and then be outraged?
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