Don’t tell me how the world is
I’m better off with my false assumptions
I don’t need the stress of actuality
The pain and anguish spurred daily

So don’t bring your knowledge into my heart
The pain others feel is not my fault
If i weigh myself down with life
It will kill me

Yes, Iknow the world isn’t perfect
But I need my space,so move it
I hear your words but I’m not listening
Shout more and maybe others will feel it

Desolation,Famine,Death,Decay, I pray
I wont have to face this in my lifetime
But at the same time I feel pride
Knowing others can be so kind