Pedrob16

With all the death and the disease,
Where such evil can exist.

Sure there’s a lot of love,
and yeh there is some kindness.
There’s also corruption and greed,
And the violence, it’s just mindless.

What’s that? Your dad died,
Ah fucking sorry mate, I didn’t know.
Don’t worry, I know he’s up there,
Probably with yer Nan, enjoying the show.

Shit, maybe I do believe,
In something more than this.
Or maybe it’s just hope,
Hope of seeing them again, the ones we miss.

All those who we have lost,
Some even before we’re born.
Those who made us who we are,
Then from our lives they’re cruelly torn.

I guess we’ll never know,
and that’s just how it’s meant to be.
Maybe that’s the whole point,
If we don’t believe, we’ll never see.