These words make it all worse and hopeless,
makes everything seem as pain and struggle.
But just time and life and love is too,
a sacrifice for me or you.
And to love and time to help,
be it a human or a welp.
It is a sacrifice, but shouldn’t have to be pain,
more like joy and peace and gain.
You have to bleed to become famous,
such garbage in a form of words.
You have to feel good and be happy,
that is the spirit and what it’s about.
But that’s not alowed – not meant to be,
like the birds and the bumblebee.