This World

 
It is hard to see,
And Its hard to believe.
It is hard to live.,
And it's hard to leave.
It's hard to fail,
And it's hard to achieve.
It's hard to get,
And it's hard to give.
It's hard to have faith,
And it's hard not to believe.
It's hard to be happy,
And it's hard to grief.
It's hard to feed on greens,
And it's hard to find beef.
It's hard when you are a common,
And it's hard when you are a chief.
When your eyes suddenly wake,
And realize that everything is fake.
That the only real thing is death.
And life is a short myth.
Living on the top of the earth.
But your grave is calling beneath.
Suddenly you have all you need,
But lacks the ability to breath.
Lying all alone in a freezer,
And your body can't even shiver.
Can't hear the thunders in the river,
And the sweet darling's word as he whispers.
Then you realize that living was not that hard.
All was there was to laugh hard and love hard.
And never to regret for things you never had.