Why do people live?
Some you know, more you don’t
Walking on the street
Faces you don’t know
Pretty,ugly,white or black..
Don’t know a name, don’t know their souls..
Do their souls excist?
I am just a person, who lives like they do;unknown
Could you find a way to disappear?
Walk over streets, in cities you’ve never been..
A universe full of people,
And am I the only one who feels alone?
At this moment, so much is happening..
People who will be born, people who die
Some laugh, some cry..
Some ‘re making love, others are killing themselves..
We don’t know much secrets..
I think it’s better we don’t..
So much war, so less love..
What am I, this little girl, suppost to do, in this big world..
People living in sorrow,
Can I help them;to feel better?
That’s my goal.. make people to find their place in this world..
Will I win.. or like usual.. lose
Is it already happening, will it work?
Make this world a better place, can I do that?
I think I can’t, but I can try..
Or will it be impossible?
There are some people I can help.. right???