This World

I am trying to find hope in a world gone bad
Trying to find happiness in a sea of sad
I look around and pain is all I see
Chaos and hatred are running free
Communication is a thing if the past
No one has time in this life moving so fast
A text or an email, maybe a poke or a tweet
That’s the only way any of us meet
We’ve given up on the best part of all
Like hearing a voice when someone calls
Or the way you feel when someone holds you close
And talking for hours, that one I miss the most.
I don’t like how this world has become
Solitude is not a good idea for some

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