I am hurt
By the sinners of the world
By those who don’t believe
And those who don’t achieve
i am hurt
by unspoken words
yet said, neither done
tell me where has death begun
do we need an answer
on the endless question why
we need satisfaction
with our mouths, we tell us lies
do we need a reason
to live and to let go
no is the only answer
yes is what we don’t know
I am hurt
by roses red as blood
by the air we are breathing
and the lives we are leading
I am hurt
By the day and by the night
By religion and preachers
By children and their teachers
Do we need an answer
On the endless question why
We need satisfaction
With our mouth we tell us lies
With our mouth we tell us lies
I am hurt
By the planets and the world
By all the daily phrases
By all the different fases
I’m hurt