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That Moment


Do you know that moment Where your life seems To be spent On stupid stuff like dreams? Lies and betrayal all about The earth as it spins Its enough to make you shout Because you can't win I know that moment... Its where everyone hates The difference of others Or the hate that states How we could never be brothers Y'see life is a game No one will win in the end But that's no shame Cause its the message you send Thate decides the fate Of our own human race But because of hate We're in last place We're in that moment We behave like animals Instead of people We might as well be cannibals Because we're so feeble We attack the weak And the strong Because we are so bleak To how we are wrong. The strong won't help The weak won't fight We don't cry its more of a yelp That moment helps us To understand who we are By throwing pain into the mix We have to raise the bar Or dry up like sticks And eventually burn Die and wither away But we are stern And want to stay So why not change for the better Why not treat everyone as equals It might clear up the weather So that we will have many sequels.
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