World Crash

World's coming to an end, you know
This time has come, the time to grow
Away from cozy feelings secure
And find yourself a life of pure

Leave behind your troubled mind
And think of what you need to find
Forget your school or social life
Forget your job and forget your strife

When the dreo child cries
The perfect parents tell sweet lies
Not the time has come to see
What the world will really be.

Heart of peaceful longing
Or of someone's belonging
Whatever is holding you down
Shove it away lest you should drown

Hold your head high up right
Tell them you'll put up a fight
And feel your different special sight.