Sometimes I wonder who am I.
I think how could we all still be here
I wait and Sleep till the answer stops by
The question is when is the end near?
How could it all be so distant
Somehow the past shut down the future
We are all moving forward insistently
With hate in the world it became a culture
I want the new gen to be better than us
As humans killing is in our blood
In hopes of a better place love is a must
But humanity already has one foot in a grave of mud.
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