World, you're so complicated?
The way everything goes down,
Wars, deaths, natural disasters,
Almost like you don't want us around…

And I get so frustrated;
How everything ends in a fight/
Should we not just stop killing?
No matter whose wrong or ‘right’

And all those innocents who die,
Every time families have to cry.
I have a very simple question…
Why?

I’ll admit I do love you world,
Despite your constant mongering of war,
For The evil is on your surface;
Luckily its reach is far from your core.

Why is conflict never resolved?
Why not take a bad thing and turn it around?
People beg so loudly,
And you pretend not to hear their sound.

And all those innocents who die,
Every time families have to cry.
I have a very simple question…
Why?

World, collectively we try,
But I feel like you cross the line,
When people die from a war; not their own,
And our children risk stepping on mines.

World, we allow such atrocities,
And cover it with a mask of feigned morality,
Does it sicken you as it does me?
Does it sicken you to comprehend this mentality?

And all those innocents who die,
Every time families have to cry.
I have a very simple question…
Why?

I’m ready to give up,
Sometimes you even act like you don't have the time,
How do you do it?
Because in my mind that’s far from fine.

You're horribly complicated.
I must make an abrupt statement,
Will you do me a favour?
Put the death tally in abatement?
And all those innocents who die,
Every time families have to cry.
I have a very simple question…
Why?

I'm suffocating in our self-made hell,
You push me off the edge, now I'm broken in two.
France my hearts with you for what happened;
And the rest of me just want to know who…

Who could be so disgusting?
As to bestow this immense pain upon you!
What trauma would they have to have gone through?
And how could they not see what their actions would do?

And all those innocents who die,
Every time families have to cry.
I have a very simple question…
Why?

My brain’s links to understanding
Are twisted like the chains of a park swing,
Anger fills me as I realise,
I can’t do a single thing.

Then.

Then you remind me why I even started loving you
It's the hardest thing I ever had to do
But your my world and one day instead of pain
I hope we can only let happiness stew.

But as of yet this is not true,
Why?