Everything
by Joel Perez
MY WORLD, MY LIFE, MY HATE..
Some criticize me; some criticize all my facts proven.
I feel unwanted because of all the things I do to
corrupt this world.
Some may talk, some might stay quiet.
I want the world to know that I don't care,
everyone can point fingers but can they do it correctly.
If you just blame because of others saying.
Wrong, grow something and do it yourself
MY HATE.
Some might criticize my hate.
It's vastness can only reach so much
because hate kills and destroys lives.
But still, I hate.
MY WORLD.
My world is made up of crime but no justice.
Millions die but no one cares.
My world needs some other sort of police,
not these rent-a-cops we have.
Please help, my life, world and hate,
are vanishing into the dark
without a cause.
MY LIFE.
No one knows my life, my story
but they still talk about me and my life.
The world watches even though it doesn't
feel like it.
Every move, every breath, everything.
The world watches.
My life is under view every time,
but I survive.
I survive EVERYTHING.
