The uneducated
Walking down the streets is painful
Getting close to people is hard to bare
Your trust is getting nonexistent
People are all the same
Should you learn to deal
Or have remorse for the uneducated
They are walking without eyes
Is that your fault
There is only so much you can do
People will never change
People just sink into this so called society
Blinded by the things that don’t matter
Attracted by lust, attracted by greed
The only feeling they have is to want
It doesn’t matter how they get it
People they hurt are just disappearing memories
The most you can do is deal
Worry about those who are educated
For the numbers are dropping
Its up to you to make a difference
Don’t have remorse for the uneducated
Just save those who have a chance
Leave people to make their own choices
Fight for what is right
Forget what is wrong
In the end it will make a difference
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