Universe
The world's like a black hole,
To try and try and yet still die in the end,
You are a lone survivor fighting for the right to live,
Yet still no one can make it out in the end,
Blood, sweat, and tears is shed for nothing,
For our emotions and good doings can never save us in the end,
To be lost and forgotten,
To be a ghost wondering if they still care,
Yet in the people's eye's you're just a dead man,
So why try to be the star lighting everyone up except yourself,
To be in the universe means to be lonely forever,
To be a caring person means to be lonely forever,
We are in a black hole all time going in reverse,
All the mistakes we've made are being repeated by not us but the young ones,
Whats the point of being good if nothing will change,
No peace can be made for we are sinners,
But no peace will be up above for he is a sinner,
He created Adam and Eve therefore his sins already ran deep.
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