All hope is gone.
Everything I've done is wrong.
Let us all sing that song
As we bid this world so long.
I look at it in wonder, the world.
How some are blessed above the rest.
Then how there are others
With no love, no mothers.
No heart or consideration for others.
There are the sick and the dying.
Some of those who can't stop prying.
Those who are defying.
And I can't decide what is worst?
To be called or cursed,
To judge or be judged,
We are all in the drudge.
It's not easy to choose to do what is right,
There is a plight in a smile so bright.
When in the heart, the mile is long.
And all the hope is gone.