The world revolves around everyone else,
But never me
The world is always spinning,
So does my head
I never catch a break in this lonely world,
Like a fish can never take break from the water.
The world is full of gossip
That spreads like a virus,
The world is a lonely place
With gun fire, suicide, and fiery tempers.
The world is a beautiful place
With butterflies, forest and beautiful creatures,
But how can this be
When all we do is hate it.
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