In this world, we have to run from the pain and misery;
There's nowhere to run because life is too short to be on your feet, but at the same time you must cease;
The prejudice is overbearing, this life is not caring;
This world we live in strives for complexity, even if it turns into a monstrosity;
Worlds apart we seem, many choose to be mean;
If we could get along sparingly, we save lives independently;
Choosing this world is heart breaking, but what choice do we have?