Try to Make It Better

Why do bad things happen to good people?

It's just a mystery to me.

I don't get why the young die so suddenly

or why the man down the street can't see

or why Sally Lost her memory.

Why all these tragedies?

Why all these hardships?

I wish I could just take them all away

Take their pain and erase it.

Make it seem like it never was there.

But I can't do that, so what should I do?

I must do what I can

Little things to care for the broken

To carry the week

To comfort the mourning

To protect the victims

To change things for the better

So people don't ask anymore

Why do bad things happen to good people?

I truly don't know

But I can't change it

There's only one thing I can do...

Try to make it better.