What is this world
It makes no sense
The good people die
And the bad people thrive

The lovers are forced to fight
The pacifists forced to ****
The depressed forced to smile
The artists forced to destroy

Right and wrong is objective
Morals is just perspective
We all fall prey to deception
And they all try to silence our objections

If you aren't rich or powerful
Your voice has no meaning
No one will hear your cries
No one will hear your pleading