I hear people singing,
The sad tunes of a death yet again,
Due to the depression epidemic,
Coasting across our beautiful land.
I hear people crying,
Of war and hardship,
Of children yearning for their mother,
Of life being evil.
I hear angry families,
Confused on teens addiction,
Of drugs to relieve the pain of school,
Which will really cause death in the end.
I hear people praying,
That the world will be better,
For future generations,
That will hopefully cure the plague of undestined reality.
