• Take a look around,
    What do you see?
    Broken images and shadows
    Of what we used to be.
    Pain and saddness,
    Fights and lies.
    Stewing in our own guilt,
    While time passes us by.

    Take a look around,
    What do you see?
    Dark and depression,
    Where love used to be.
    Where noone seems to care,
    And people just sit by.
    Whatching and laughing,
    As you slowly start to die.

    Take a look around,
    What do you see?
    No life and no purpose,
    For a young child,
    Of only 16.
    Where the world turns it's back on you,
    And the streets are cold and dark.
    Where children wait for something good to come,
    And warm their broken heart.