PityPityPity yourself, and the greying skyPity the birds as they fly,With oil smothering their wings.Pity the animals that scurry the groundFinding food plentiful,In all the tin cans.Pity each other, pity us allPity all our luxuries,As they each up in the sea.
LifeLifeLife. Death.No one knows exactly what this is about.Scientists can only hazard a guess,But even these seem petty compared to the real thing.Some are scared of death. But life is probably worse,We entered this world screaming and crying,Do you think we're a happy race?Life and death cannot be explained by science so easily,So quickly as gravity or the sun.We are destroying this world,Along with our lives,Yet does this make us any happier upon birth?Life is truly a most disastrous thing indeed.
Sense of LossSense of LossAs I sit, in this stifling classroomMy chest has a dead weight living inside of it.I wonder what on earth could be wrong,What could be happening right now?What gives me this sinking feeling in my heartSuch weird feelings we get,When it feels something is not right,Yet no one ever believes you when they occur.What is this world coming to?As I sit in this stifling classroom.